It’s been one month and a bit since I noticed a lump during one of my middle-of-the-night awake times.
It’s been 14 days since I had all the tests, and 6 days since I got the results: invasive ductal carcinoma grade 2 on 2 lumps, E positive, HER2 negative, they don’t think it’s spread to lymph nodes.
Today I saw my surgeon for the first time and now I’m having a right-side mastectomy in a week.
Everything seems to be moving at such a lightspeed pace…
I’m usually quite positive, and optimist, I’m a fighter, and I do feel positive about all this, but still…
I’ve had a couple of ‘really angry’ days.
I’m just recovering from my 4th episode of depression - at least this didn’t happen last year, when I wouldn’t have been strong enough to cope, I think.
I’m only going to stay in hospital 1 night, so I don’t care much about what to take (except my book!), but afterwards…
Do you think I can be in my flat on my own right from the start, having friends doing the shopping and stuff? Should I take the offer of a friend and stay in her spare room a few days after the surgery?
I’m so independent, this sounds like an awful imposition on her.
The surgeon also said I would have “the works” (surgery, plus chemo, plus radio, plus medication), since I’m still young (I’m 46). The one who gave me the results last week had only mentioned surgery and medication.
Everything is quite overwhelming at the moment…