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Just got wind of my PET scan results....
CLEAR baby CLEAR!!!! That's right sistah' "No evidence of cancer". #highyatakethatbreastcancer
Also, I'm sportin' my new girls....and afer the rock hard mounds I was toting around, these girls are pure squishy soft heaven.
Since I'm still poppin' pain killers, I'm going to keep this post short + sweet.
Thank you Chicas + Chico's for all your love + support. And a HUMONGO thanks to my Medical Team. You are all so appreciated~
XOXO, Krista
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Tomorrow I have my 6 month out PET Scan. Which in cancer world terms means they are going to see if there are any new tumors. I thought about not writing this post because I don't want to even put the idea out into the atmosphere that this is a possibility.
I hesitate to discuss recurrence. I don't use the term remission, because it implies that cancer is just sitting around waiting to return. I don't want to give it any power.
I've been doing medically what I can to reduce risk of recurrence. I'm currently on a clinical trial (that I've failed to blog about) to decrease my odds, or increase if you want to put that spin on it. I'm currently taking Neratinib. It's a year long trial that I started last April. I pop 5 pills in the am (adjusted from the original 6 because the severe diarrhea was just too severe and I'm not putting it mildly, it was crazy severe).
Neratinib works in conjunction with my Herceptin (the chemo drug I took for a year). Herceptin attacked the outside the of the cancer cell, Neratinib attacks the inside. That is attacks 'my kind' of cancer cell since the buggers are not all the same. Hence this med works on my type... You may know women that take another drug for 5 years post chemo... I've got, oops, HAD the other kind of cancer.
Sooooo, anywhoo.... I've been a bit anxious about this PET scan. I've been feeling so flippin' great, mentally + physically, that I've almost been able to put this whole cancer sabbatical behind me.
When I went for lab work today, my port was clogged. That's a sign of 'lack-of-use'... which is just fine in my book. I had to give blood the old fashioned way. Which I hate. I've hated it since god knows when. Funny since I've totally been through the wringer and this blood taking and IV placing is what I loathe the must.
Next Tuesday I go in for my reconstruction surgery... I really should hunker down and write that post. It's aptly going to be titled "the girls are coming, the girls are coming!"
Cheers to you all...think good thoughts for me. I'll be headed into the scanner around 11:00 am on Friday.
good thoughts.good thoughts.good thoughts.
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