12 July 2013, 14.15. I arrive at the Breast Care Centre as instructed to see the Surgeon. But there is some mix up as a Nurse abruptly informs me that I have missed my appointment as I am late. He exact words were;
'You have DNAed your appointment!'
I inform her, very firmly, that I have never DNAed an appointment in my life and tell her not to scribe the words 'DNA' (Did Not Attend) in my notes as I am not late. I get out my letter, there has been some kind of mix up as it clearly states Friday 12 July at 14.15, it is now 14.00. She is flustered now but still says I shouldn't be there. It turns out that I should have been at the clinic in the morning, but I have not been told this information! However the surgeon has now finished his clinic and gone to do a theatre list.
The Nurses 'busy about' and say I can see a surgeon, but not 'mine'. I say OK and get called into a room. Here we meet my Nurse Specialist, the Surgeon and a House Officer. They sit us down, give me a box of tissues and tell us they have bad news.
As I work in the NHS, I realise there is (another) a break down in communication and that this team of people do not know that I know my diagnosis. They think that this appointment is to tell me the news that I have breast cancer, whilst I think this appointment it to give me a date to have the cancer cut out. My husband however puts 1 and 1 together and comes up with 3. He thinks that I have not told him the truth and that I am terminally ill. He looks like he is about to collapse! I quickly tell the team I know I have Breast Cancer and regain control, my husband looks like he needs the nearest resuscitation trolley, I have to calm him down.
I am told I will be booked in for the surgery, and will have a Sentinel Node Scan prior to the surgery. I am also given lots of 'breast cancer care' books to read. I don't read them, all the books go straight into the recycle bin as I prefer to Google.uk.
16 July 2013. I get confirmation of my Sentinel Node Scan and Surgery, it will be on 29th July 2013.
22 July 2013, I receive a letter from the department of nuclear medicine informing me that 'due to unforeseen circumstances, we regret that your examination cannot be performed on 29 July 2013 but will be done on 7th August 2013 at 09.30 am'. I am confused, I thought I was having the dye put in then the operation, this way round doesn't work ?
23 July 2013, I am at work, teaching customised fundal height measurement. during a break I ring my nurse specialist.
She tells me that the surgeon 'they' want to do my operation is on holiday on the 29th July so I will be having the operation on the 7th of August.
In passing, she also comments that she has got the results of a Hormone Receptor Test they did on the punch biopsy specimens.
'They are not reacting to hormones' she says.
I ask what this means,
she says 'its not hormonal cancer, it may mean chemotherapy, but we will know more when the lump is out and we really know what we are dealing with'.
I get the feeling I am being drip fed information.
At home, I Google, 'Estrogen negative, Progesterone negative breast cancer'.
It comes back to me with 'Triple Negative Breast Cancer' (TNBC). I read about TNBC, I read the research papers, I read the blogs, I read the scary newspaper stuff, I research TNBC as if I am doing a dissertation. I am after all a Health Care Professional with a degree, I know where to go to find the research.
Until this point I did not know about all the different types of breast cancer that have been found, I do now.
I also realised that until the lump was removed I could not possibly know the rest of my treatment plan, as the treatment plans were individualised for each woman using this vital information. So I would just have to wait and see.
The next day I researched alternatives to Chemotherapy, I find many blogs and find the Gerson therapy. I read all the information about vitamins, Kale, Broccoli sprouts. I dusted off the juicer, went to Aldi and emptied the shelves of fruit and veg and started to 'Juice'. I went to Holland and Barrett and brought super vitamins. I stopped drinking alcohol!
I spoke to my brother and told him I was going to kill the cancer with juice. My brother is a bit of a petrol head, a motor bike enthusiast when he wants to be and he has always followed Barry Sheene.
He listens to me rambling about Juice, then tells me 'that's what Barry Sheene did, used juice to fight his cancer of the oesophagus and stomach, but died in 2003'. My brother doesn't say much at times, but he said a lot in that sentence.
I decide to do the Juice, have my vitamins, drink my wine and have the chemotherapy if I needed to. I really do want to live! after all I have holidays planned..............but that's another blog.
I am a 56 year old white woman. I work for the NHS as a Midwife. In 2013 I was told I had Breast Cancer. This is the diary of my journey.
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Thursday, 24 October 2013
Wednesday, 23 October 2013
Breast Cancer. The Consultant Breast Care Nurse and my first appointment.
18th June 2013, The Breast Care Unit.
The breast care unit at my local hospital is now a purpose built building, no longer part of the main out patients department as it was in 2008. It is a very nice department, I go in and meet the friendly Consultant Breast Care Nurse. She takes my history;
I am 55 years old, do not smoke ( never have), have two daughters and breast fed then both for a long time. There is no family history of breast cancer. My BMI is 22. I have taken the pill in the past and am taking HRT now. I am fit and healthy for my age and she tells me in the 'low risk' group.....but she pulls a face at the word HRT.
She then gets a sheet of paper with a 'breast map' on it. Examines my breasts, she can feel the lump in the right breast at 9 O'clock, but whilst I say its a pea size lump, she thinks its more tubular in shape. Its is painful and I jump when it is palpated. She draws the findings on the breast map.
I move along the corridor to a room where I have a Mammogram. This is a very thorough examination as the Radiographer locates the lump with a special probe. But it is not unpleasant or painful. I don't understand why all the Mammograms are all so different?
The Consultant Breast Care Nurse calls me in to her office, the Mammogram does not show anything on it. But she is concerned as the lump is palpable and would like me to have a Scan. I go to another room for the scan.
The Doctor performing the scan can see the lump, but the out lines of it are 'poorly defined', so she asks if she can to do a Punch Biopsy. I consent. Lignocaine is injected into the area to numb the pain, then using a thick trocar needle she takes a few samples of the breast tissue. They look like worms in a pot. This procedure sounds worse than the Fine Needle Biopsy I had in 2008, but thanks to the lignocaine it was less painful than that was.
The Consultant Breast Nurse calls me back into her office to tell me that:
The Mammogram does not show anything, but the lump can be seen on scan and the Doctor performing the scan 'is undecided as to what it looks like'. The results of the biopsy will be back on Friday PM and how do I want to get the results. I explain that there is a problem with the date as I will be on a Virgin plane, with my family on the Friday. Bound for Orlando. She tells me that I can have the results sent to me by text? I decline, I don't want to know the results by Text as its not going to make any difference to my plans, in that I won't be cancelling my holiday if it is Cancer........to late I will be on my way! and anyway it will not make a difference to any treatment plan or surgery schedule even if it is Cancer. I decide I will pop over on Monday 8th of July, when I am back at work and get the results then.
I tell her I have not told any one in my family, asking what she thinks I should do? She kindly advises me that I should let my husband know I have had the tests as it may be a shock for him if the result is Cancer, this is the right decision and I do it when I get home that evening. He seems to take the news well, but is totally convinced that it will be OK and cant possibly be Cancer..........I know it is denial.
I ask him not to tell the rest of the family as I don't want it to be the subject of discussion for the holiday.
The breast care unit at my local hospital is now a purpose built building, no longer part of the main out patients department as it was in 2008. It is a very nice department, I go in and meet the friendly Consultant Breast Care Nurse. She takes my history;
I am 55 years old, do not smoke ( never have), have two daughters and breast fed then both for a long time. There is no family history of breast cancer. My BMI is 22. I have taken the pill in the past and am taking HRT now. I am fit and healthy for my age and she tells me in the 'low risk' group.....but she pulls a face at the word HRT.
She then gets a sheet of paper with a 'breast map' on it. Examines my breasts, she can feel the lump in the right breast at 9 O'clock, but whilst I say its a pea size lump, she thinks its more tubular in shape. Its is painful and I jump when it is palpated. She draws the findings on the breast map.
I move along the corridor to a room where I have a Mammogram. This is a very thorough examination as the Radiographer locates the lump with a special probe. But it is not unpleasant or painful. I don't understand why all the Mammograms are all so different?
The Consultant Breast Care Nurse calls me in to her office, the Mammogram does not show anything on it. But she is concerned as the lump is palpable and would like me to have a Scan. I go to another room for the scan.
The Doctor performing the scan can see the lump, but the out lines of it are 'poorly defined', so she asks if she can to do a Punch Biopsy. I consent. Lignocaine is injected into the area to numb the pain, then using a thick trocar needle she takes a few samples of the breast tissue. They look like worms in a pot. This procedure sounds worse than the Fine Needle Biopsy I had in 2008, but thanks to the lignocaine it was less painful than that was.
The Consultant Breast Nurse calls me back into her office to tell me that:
The Mammogram does not show anything, but the lump can be seen on scan and the Doctor performing the scan 'is undecided as to what it looks like'. The results of the biopsy will be back on Friday PM and how do I want to get the results. I explain that there is a problem with the date as I will be on a Virgin plane, with my family on the Friday. Bound for Orlando. She tells me that I can have the results sent to me by text? I decline, I don't want to know the results by Text as its not going to make any difference to my plans, in that I won't be cancelling my holiday if it is Cancer........to late I will be on my way! and anyway it will not make a difference to any treatment plan or surgery schedule even if it is Cancer. I decide I will pop over on Monday 8th of July, when I am back at work and get the results then.
I tell her I have not told any one in my family, asking what she thinks I should do? She kindly advises me that I should let my husband know I have had the tests as it may be a shock for him if the result is Cancer, this is the right decision and I do it when I get home that evening. He seems to take the news well, but is totally convinced that it will be OK and cant possibly be Cancer..........I know it is denial.
I ask him not to tell the rest of the family as I don't want it to be the subject of discussion for the holiday.
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