Hi again everyone. Have settled in a little bit now so will post my story. Diagnosed in October 2021 with stage 1 breast cancer and it absolutely floored me. My partner said he was actually more worried about my mental health than the cancer, I was in such a state. I joined the cancer support thread in a dreadful state and I can admit I had a complete mental health breakdown. I was in a terrible place. I was off sick from work for 26 weeks, and had to suspend my uni studies.
My treatment was amazing…diagnosis on 26th October, first chemo 18th November. I can’t fault the speed and care I received, but the shock was impactful. I had 12 weeks of carbo taxcel, then 12 weeks of EC, and I finished chemo on 14th April 2022. That’s the short story… isn’t chemo just the most terrible experience? My picc line hurt like a bitch ALL THE TIME. I did the cold cap, which saved my hair…up until EC. I then lost almost all the top part and sported a ‘friar tuck’ which was so distressing … and still makes me cry.
I returned to work mid May (far too soon really, but I couldn’t afford to take any more time off). Surgery was scheduled for the end of May, but I then contracted Covid, which pushed my surgery (lumpectomy) back 3 weeks, to the 14th June. I was very fortunate, the surgery went well and although I had an infection returning draining, on the whole it went well. I then had radiotherapy that august, every day for 2 weeks. I was put on oral chemo, as not only did I have close margins, but to try to prevent recurrence. I was due 8 rounds, but I was SO ill, they stopped it after 4. So my treatment ended on 26th November 2022.
I also had a referral to the cancer and palliative services psychiatric services. I was incredibly fortunate, I was seen after a 6 month wait and my therapist was amazing. I saw her until January this year, and this made a huge difference to my mental health state. Again, a very short version of an incredibly painful time.
So….now. I’m 2 stone heavier, and my hair has returned. I have degenerative arthritis caused by the chemo, my picc line site still hurts, I have brain fog, extremely fatigue, and THE FEAR. But… I’m here and grateful.
I returned to my degree studies in October 2022, and I’ve just graduated with a first with honours in a BSc in Mental Health and Wellbeing. I’m now on an MSc programme, and I was recently headhunted for a new job which I start later this month.
Sometimes I feel like the cancer happened to someone else, and other times I feel like I’ll never get over it. It’s weird, isn’t it?
Sorry, that was a lot longer than I intended, but I guess all our stories are. Sending you all love x