It’s been 2 years now since my breast cancer surgery.  I’m on a 5-year hormone treatment plan.  Today I went in for my yearly check up.  Oh, the memories that flooded back.  This is where I went for daily radiation treatments 2 years ago.  Today they took 5 vials of my blood to send off to labs far away to see if there is any of the same kind of cancer anywhere in my body now.

I take a daily hormone treatment pill (that will find and starve cancer cells should they appear in my body) and I’ve been taking a weekly pill to help my bone density.  Now that I’m back in the States, I’ll stop taking the bone density drug and do an infusion every 6 months.  These meds have side effects.  They make my joints ache and cause fatigue.  (Or is it just my older age??)  In any case, I’m grateful to be healthy and feeling quite well.

Here’s the report that came some weeks later:

See that wonderful NEGATIVE word?  That means there is no cancer in my body!!

Here’s a walk in the yard to celebrate!

The next week I went to have the transfusion.  This is the chemo room where patients go for their treatments.  My heart goes out to those battling cancer.

I was hooked up for about 35 minutes.  The medication is called Zometa.

After a day had passed, I felt like I’d been hit by a truck.  My entire body HURT, every joint, every limb.  It took about 3 weeks before I felt back to normal.  I wasn’t expecting that.  They say it gets better after the first time.  I really hope so!