I went for my Herceptin infusion today and there, much to my surprise was an order for the new medication...Zometa. Here I was getting the chance to start the tacked on three years of extra meds early. In my mind, my sentences ran concurrently and I would have to complete one treatment before getting another. Not true....cycle 1 complete of the 3 years worth of 6 month treatments checked off. These are the stats: Most breast cancer, if it returns, returns in the bones...this drug makes that happen one third less by strengthening the bones...Bring it on...
Also, there was a lady there that was beginning her first chemo after a double mastectomy. She looked terrific, and it looked like she felt well too. Her husband, however, looked like she was being put in front of a firing squad. He just look upset. Period. In all the many times I had been to treatment I had never seen anyone begin. I also saw an ending today...someone 'graduated' from treatment. They sang her a song and threw confetti. I'm not altogether sure which is more frightening...that there were no beginnings or no graduations...
Thank you dear friend Marci for going with me again to treatment...again, I wish it was shopping!
Thursday, March 4, 2010
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