Monday, 16 November 2009

What a grim appointment I had today...
I was lucky enough to actually see Dr Charlton, he came strolling in to clinic at 9.50am (my appointment was 9.30am).
He said my scan done in October was compared to the one I had done in March and the 5mm tumour (the one that's been there since the beginning) has grown to 7mm and there is a fresh tumour of 5mm on my lung under my mastectomy area.
He said he wants to have a biopsy done on the new tumour to ascertain which cancer it is ..the 1st oestrogen+  or the 2nd HER2+, so that they can treat it with the most effective treatment.  Problem he has is knowing whether 5mm is too small to get a proper reading in the pathlab...he's going to meet with a 'lung expert' and ask them their thoughts and try and see me again within the next 2/3 weeks.
He knows my feelings on the chemo Taxotare and said that there is possibly another route we could take but I said I want to have whichever chemo he thinks will do the better job.
If the new tumour is oestrogen+ then I'll be having monthly Zoledax injections to stop my ovaries working. He did ask if it would bother me or not...I replied 'I'll jump for joy at the thought of no more periods'!!
So the plan is for him to meet with whoever, decide if a biospy is worth it at the moment or to wait until it's a bit bigger - eek!.  Then decide on which treatment and when to start...he thinks if going on Taxotare to start at my first session in the New Year and have it at the same time as my Herceptin.
Taxotare is quite a harsh chemo...I could have any of the following to look forward to... 

Obviously I will hate to lose my hair again and put loads of weight on BUT I'd rather be bald and fat and still be here than the alternative option....
So a bit of a scary time for us all...to say we're gutted is an understatement but knew that one day we'd get news we didn't want to hear.

Love Clare xx

Sunday, 15 November 2009

Been a tough week...Pooks is back with us albeit in a wooden cat but she's here where she belongs...

I am feeling rather guilty of not crying my eyes out at every thought of her..but I'm a realist and I knew she was poorly, old and she'd had a wonderful life with us...she knew I loved her.

Tonight I'm sitting here wondering what delights await me at my consultants appointment tomorrow...the results of the CT scan I had way back in October should be there, together with my latest blood results.

I hate the waiting, Dr Charlton is never running on time and that just makes my whole day longer, this time I will make sure that I ask all I want to and will mention my horrendous periods and if there is anything that can be done or is it just a put up with senario....hope not..

So Jack is at Grandma and Grandad's tonight as I have an early start and hopefully I will get a good nights sleep...don't normally as my thoughts go into overdrive... 

Just hope that I can come home tomorrow with good news 

Love Clare xx

Monday, 9 November 2009

I knew this day would come and dreaded the thought of it...my darling Pookie is gone and I'm so sad...

Since Thursday had she been struggling to walk properly, it got worse over the weekend and I had to carry her to her food/water and litter tray..

I was on my own Saturday night as Jon and Jack were at Michelle's, so Sunday morning I went downstairs picked her up and took her back upstairs with me for a 3 hour cuddle and snooze...

I'd made the appointment with the vet knowing that I'd be coming home on my own.

The vet said it was a classic case of Lymphoma of the spine and by the time 5.30pm came round she couldn't stand at all...there really was no decision to be made ..I wanted her to be at peace.

I stayed with her and cradled her head and kissed her whilst they injected her telling her that I love her...

I was left to say my goodbyes to her and gave her one last cuddle and thanked her for making me so happy....even through my tough times she's been there always willing to give me a cuddle.

She's being taken to a Pet Crematorium tomorrow and then her ashes placed in a carved wooden Sleeping Black cat...

There will be no more cats in my life as I only ever wanted a black cat and I had the best I could possibly have for 16yrs 9mths...I loved her and will carry on loving her...no other cat could give me the love she did.


RIP Pookie  (14.2.1993 - 09.11.2009)