When I was first diagnosed with MBC, I had no idea what my life expectancy would be, no one did. The average life expectancy upon diagnosis with MBC is 3 years. Only 1 in 5 living with MBC live to five years. This past September, I passed five years living with Metastatic Breast Cancer. I know I am so fortunate, but the longer I am living with this disease, the more I prepare for the uncertainty, mentally and physically. Lately, it’s been more mentally.
At my most recent Endocrinologist appointment for my thyroid cancer, my doctor told me she has not treated a MBC patient with thyroid cancer for this long. I remember thinking right there how fortunate I am to still be thriving.
During October, Breast Cancer Awareness Month, all the pink is in our faces. Michaela and I spoke the other night about “pink, pink, you stink” and how, over these past 5 years, so many women we met or followed on their own MBC blogs are no longer with us. Holley Kitchen, Beth Caldwell, Larissa Podermanski, Susanne Kraus-Dalhgreen, Andrea Parker, and so many others.
I think about treatment options the most right now. Are they going to stop progression, and if so, how long are they going to last? I don’t have the best track record with treatments lasting a good amount of time. How many more are out there for me?
The latest chemo treatment didn’t work. My recent scans showed progression in the liver and brain. I knew something was up before my scans. I was experiencing fatigue, weight loss, pain, weakness, and loss of balance (I had fallen a few times).
A few weeks after the scans, I started to experience vertigo and facial paralysis. A repeat MRI showed nerve problems due to progression.
I’m on quite few medications to help deal with these symptoms and have started a new chemotherapy called Irinotecan. I receive it once a week for two weeks with one week off. Fingers crossed I get some good mileage out of this treatment.