I typed this late on Tuesday night/Wednesday morning….
Are you sitting down. I hope so. Just about eight hours ago I was told I have brain mets, it has spread to my brain. NED was supposed to be getting closer not moving further away. I’m typing this now to document how I feel. Mostly I’m terrified. I look at my kids and want to cry. I’m thinking about all that I need to do and then alternating it with – hey, there is treatment, this isn’t the end. But I’m scared.
A few days ago, Friday or Saturday, I felt like my prescription sunglasses weren’t quite right. It has been two years since my last eye exam and these sunglasses are at least 5 years old so I’ll go to the eye doctor. On Monday I realize it is worse. That’s strange. Call Monday, the doc I went to doesn’t take our insurance. Tuesday morning I am seeing double, if I close one eye everything is fine so the pictures aren’t lining up. Find a doc who can take me and think, oh, I should call my oncologist.
She sends me for a brain mri and they read it immediately. The oncologist on call from my doctor’s group gets on the phone and says there ‘are multiple spots in your brain that appear to be breast cancer’. I ask how many, she tells me about twenty.This isn’t happening. I have two beautiful children I need to raise. This cannot be happening. It can’t. What do I do? How do I do it? I mean I have to do whatever it is I have to do but I thought things were looking up. All the other stuff was basically stable – that was just 10 days ago. This doesn’t fit. I’m tackling it, I’m trying to do the right things. I’m eating pretty well – okay I had sugar last week but I’m doing pretty well. I’m taking the Chinese herbs, I’m trying to work out the mental stuff. HOW THE HELL DID THIS HAPPEN!
Mom gave me a ride and I’m in no position to go home yet after that conversation. I’ll see the kids and fall apart, go to Mom’s. Call husband, sister, stepmom, and get my prescription for a steriod filled on the way. Daddy comes over, tell him and the three of us alternately talk and cry and talk and get mad and talk and cry and so on. Come home to help put my kids to bed. Manage to sleep for a couple hours. Woke up and found Heather, Sara, Karie, Chris and Julie on Facebook. Jules has had brain mets since ’08. Chris has had stage iv bc for eight years.
It is now almost 3am. I’m going to try to sleep but I don’t see it happening. I’ll call my onc first thing in the morning and make an appointment. They will likely recommend whole brain radiation which can have some yucky side effects but I will keep on fighting so if that is the route I need to go. That’s what I’ll do.
I’ve been in touch with Julie and Leonard about alternative stuff and I’ll talk to Eleanor (Blog = Rolling on the Edge of Life) who has almost my exact diagnosis and tomorrow we get up and fight some more.
I actually got mad for a little while tonight. I’m calm right now. I need to get my options together and figure out a plan. Quickly. This one eyed thing doesn’t work for me.
My friends have gotten me through the night. Things will look better in the morning. They always do.
FOLLOW UP
I went to the radiation oncologist on Wednesday and there are lots of little spots throughout and it is effecting my vision so they wanted to start something quickly. I am doing whole brain radiation for 15-20 treatments. Have done two as of the end of the day Thursday. Will talk to the kids on Saturday….