Okay, so it’s been a while since I wrote here about my cancer. I have been lazy about writing more than an instagram caption. So so lazy. But as Insta turns everyone against it with new updates, a blog seems like a good bet.
So, where are we. The last blog was about my second round of Enhertu. And I won’t lie and say that treatment got much easier. It’s still kicking my ass – I’ve now had my 8th session, with 2 at a reduced dose – I am still getting a bunch of sickness post treatment, and I am mega fatigued most of the time.
BUT, there is some good news to counteract all the side effects.
I have had 2 scans since I started on it……….
“Got the best birthday present ever yesterday – good scan results!
My oncologist called me yesterday to tell me that although he’s not seen the full report, the radiographer had called him to say everything is responding really well to Enhertu. He just needed to let me know right away.
Which is the best news to get any time – and even better when it lands on your birthday.
I then got to tell my mum and dad in person, and see the joy on their faces. But for me, I’d genuinely not considered another option. There wasn’t one. This wonder drug was going to work. It was going to have good results. I just needed to hear it out loud. So Jim and I heard the news, high fived, and went on with our day. Insane, right”
“I got the call on Friday to say I’ve had another really great set of scan results.
Shrinkage all round.
Enhertu is doing its job.
I genuinely could not be happier. All this feeling terrible has been for a purpose.
It really has.”
So you can see. It isn’t all doom and gloom in the world of my cancer life. Enhertu has shrunk all the cancer. All of it. Some of it is so small it’s hard to see.
Yes, I still have to go to treatment every 3 weeks.
Yes, I am still getting my ass kicked by Enhertu.
But, yes, I am still here to get my ass kicked…….