Good morning everyone,
I’ve posted on this thread for a year now but this is my 3rd username.
I have a diagnosis of Stage 1a MOC fo,lowing debunking surgery - no chemotherapy needed.
The day my situation started I had what could only be described as an emotional breakdown and as well as being looked after by my Gynaecologist I was also under the care of a psychiatrist who specialized in women’s health/trauma and what can happen to the mind when the body goes wrong. I’ve done really well to the extent that one month ago my medication was reduced by 10mgs and I felt great on my new dose.
At the end of May I had my first 6 month check up and I did well until I was in the ultrasound room where this nightmare began. I didn’t however jump off the bed and try to run away that time but I was shaking and sweating and feeling sick after the examination. My daughter was with me and it helped.
Life went on after that check up and apart from this OC thing everything else in life is normal.
I was supposed to have my second check up a week ago and I planned a holiday beforehand which I enjoyed, I saw my dad for the first time since Covid started, low and behold though I got home from my holiday a week before the appt and I then plunged into some bloody huge black hole that left me so terrified of the appt that I didn’t go. I just refused point blank because I was so scared and nothing anyone said would get me to change my mind.
All I could say to my family was that the thought of that ultrasound room terrified me and even when my dentist asked me to look at a gum X-ray recently I had a panic attack, just as I had one when an orthopedic Dr asked me to look at an X-ray of my shoulder. On both occasions I immediately thought I have cancer again! My lovely children have now said - we thought we could understand what you went through in that ultrasound room last year but we obviously didn’t .
Anyway, I was able to say to myself - learn from this and try to put together another appt so I decided to see my Dr privately and in a different hospital. I also decided to write down questions and never go anywhere near Dr Google Again. I also left the cancer forums I was on.
So today I’m seeing the dr and I was ok till a few hours ago when my appt was cancelled then reinstated for the same time and the two hours that it took for it to be sorted has taken my from being calm and thinking - I really think I can do this, to once again me being sick with nerves.
I’ve come to the conclusion this last week that I probably have some kind of PTSD and I’m seeing my psychiatrist on Saturday with a view to some kind of help for it. But what do I do today? People think that a 1a diagnosis is a lucky escape but it really isn’t when you have MOC and chemotherapy rarely works against it. I could quite honestly scream today I’m just so scared it’s come back.