Hello everyone. I'm going to join the party.
I've got stage 3 hormone negative breast cancer.
I also have BRCA1, which I knew about for years, and was on early surveillance for. But they don't scan you when pregnant or breastfeeding, and I fell pregnant with DD3 remarkably quickly, so I ended up with 5 years without being scanned. Thank god I was still checking myself, and I found a lump when the baby was 18 months, in April this year.
It turned out to be my breast cancer + involvement of 4 lymph nodes. So aggressive. I can totally relate to Kentish Mama and the seemingly worsening news with every appointment. And the horrendous wait for news of metastases. It is grim.
I have now finished an aggressive course of EC on 2 weekly cycles. I also had a horrible first round reaction. The vomiting got better but the other side effects have more impact now. I am now on a short break whilst they re-scan for progress and do liver function tests before 12 weeks of paclitaxel/carboplatin. It is working. I can't feel the lump at all anymore. It is very gratifying to feel the bugger shrinking as it is nukes.
Then double mastectomy with diep reconstruction. I had already planned this for next year, after I had stopped breastfeeding and had scans etc, in line with preventative action for BRCA1, so this was not too shocking. Then rads after. Then once I hit the big 40, get those ovaries out so I don't get the other bastard I'm genetically primed for.
It has been hard with little ones. My Dad died at 71 of gall bladder cancer (nothing to do with the gene), just last November. So very fresh in my kids minds. And makes them associate cancer with death.
My mum, the BRCA1 carrier, has survived breast cancer twice. Once with involvement of all lymph nodes; 20 years later and no Mets. She was part of the trials that discovered the genes. Knowledge has moved on so much. My grandmother (also a gene carrier) just had a lumpectomy and was sent home to die. She lived another 30 years. It definitely takes huge advances with each generation. I am hopeful for my 3 girls.
I am hopeful for myself, given that breast cancer hasn't killed anyone in the generation above me. This is counterbalanced by a fear of mets. My kids are too young. I want to live 50 years more. I want to beat this, and find the passivity of treatment very frustrating. The kids keep me active ish, balanced by tv and crochet time. Even the baby can work YouTube kids now... Thank god DH is wfh due to Covid.