I absolutely love that.My daughter in law went through this about 4 years ago and has come through it with the all clear. If was harrowing, but ended well
My grandkids were 9, 5 and 2 at the time.
As my son bravely said throughout “Nobody dies on my watch” He was right!
All the best, stay strong!
For starters you've got past the first hurdle in talking about cancer, and I admire that, as some people ate reluctant to chat about it.In a similar vein to the My Prostate and I thread (I though about naming this thread "My Wife's Breasts and I", but decided it might attract the wrong crowd), I hope you will indulge me a little venting into the abyss in the hopes that it'll make me feel a little better about some terrible news I received yesterday sometime after Hinshelwood's goal and before Pedro's penalty (which I missed completely as a result). I hope this doesn't come off as looking for pity. I don't think that's what I'm looking for. I really don't know what I'm looking for, I'm just kinda processing the whole thing at the moment. I'm hoping that maybe by writing it down it'll help me accept that it's real, maybe? Please feel free to put this thread on ignore if you find it too much of a bummer, or just too self-indulgent. I wouldn't hold it against you. I briefly considered dropping this news in the match thread, but decided it wasn't good to ruin other people's enjoyment of the game.
Anyway, after the Mrs had her annual breast exam, she got called back for another look as they determined something looked suss. She went for another exam, and they moved her on for a biopsy of both her breast and the nearest lymph node, which they did just before Christmas.
Yesterday she got a call at work and...yes, it's breast cancer. We aren't yet clear on the full extent of it, more tests will follow including a CT bone scan scheduled for next week. Certainly there will be at least one surgery in the near future and chemo. I hope that's all that will be needed, but of course I can't help my mind wandering over to absolute worst case scenarios. If that CT scan is bad, we could be really f***ed. She turns 47 next month.
We've been married for 22 years, and in that time our lives have become completely intertwined. It would be catastrophic for either of us to lose the other, but I feel terribly guilty when my mind drifts to what that would mean for me. Who would do all that stuff that she usually does for the household? How can I be so selfish as to worry about that?
But, my biggest worry would be the impact on our 11 year-old daughter. She's coming to a hard enough point in her life as it is without this. Again, in the worst case, how the hell would I help an 11 year-old girl navigate the next few years of her life alone? What do I know of lives and challenges of 11 year-old girls? Really nothing at all.
I know this is usually very treatable now. Especially if caught before it spreads too far. There really has never been a better time in history to have cancer. Of course, maybe another few decades down the line would have been better, but we don't get to choose this things.
I'm hoping some catharsis will kick in for me here any moment now...
Anyway, if you read this far, thank you. I know I don't know you, and you don't know me, but I appreciate talking to somebody outside of our lives right now.
Now I need to go get my daughter out of bed (never an easy thing when she's off school) and see if she wants some breakfast.
In a similar vein to the My Prostate and I thread (I though about naming this thread "My Wife's Breasts and I", but decided it might attract the wrong crowd), I hope you will indulge me a little venting into the abyss in the hopes that it'll make me feel a little better about some terrible news I received yesterday sometime after Hinshelwood's goal and before Pedro's penalty (which I missed completely as a result). I hope this doesn't come off as looking for pity. I don't think that's what I'm looking for. I really don't know what I'm looking for, I'm just kinda processing the whole thing at the moment. I'm hoping that maybe by writing it down it'll help me accept that it's real, maybe? Please feel free to put this thread on ignore if you find it too much of a bummer, or just too self-indulgent. I wouldn't hold it against you. I briefly considered dropping this news in the match thread, but decided it wasn't good to ruin other people's enjoyment of the game.
Anyway, after the Mrs had her annual breast exam, she got called back for another look as they determined something looked suss. She went for another exam, and they moved her on for a biopsy of both her breast and the nearest lymph node, which they did just before Christmas.
Yesterday she got a call at work and...yes, it's breast cancer. We aren't yet clear on the full extent of it, more tests will follow including a CT bone scan scheduled for next week. Certainly there will be at least one surgery in the near future and chemo. I hope that's all that will be needed, but of course I can't help my mind wandering over to absolute worst case scenarios. If that CT scan is bad, we could be really f***ed. She turns 47 next month.
We've been married for 22 years, and in that time our lives have become completely intertwined. It would be catastrophic for either of us to lose the other, but I feel terribly guilty when my mind drifts to what that would mean for me. Who would do all that stuff that she usually does for the household? How can I be so selfish as to worry about that?
But, my biggest worry would be the impact on our 11 year-old daughter. She's coming to a hard enough point in her life as it is without this. Again, in the worst case, how the hell would I help an 11 year-old girl navigate the next few years of her life alone? What do I know of lives and challenges of 11 year-old girls? Really nothing at all.
I know this is usually very treatable now. Especially if caught before it spreads too far. There really has never been a better time in history to have cancer. Of course, maybe another few decades down the line would have been better, but we don't get to choose this things.
I'm hoping some catharsis will kick in for me here any moment now...
Anyway, if you read this far, thank you. I know I don't know you, and you don't know me, but I appreciate talking to somebody outside of our lives right now.
Now I need to go get my daughter out of bed (never an easy thing when she's off school) and see if she wants some breakfast.
Like all the other posters, huge sympathy to the whole family and, yes, treatments are far advanced from ten, twenty years ago so the odds are far better than they were then.In a similar vein to the My Prostate and I thread (I though about naming this thread "My Wife's Breasts and I", but decided it might attract the wrong crowd), I hope you will indulge me a little venting into the abyss in the hopes that it'll make me feel a little better about some terrible news I received yesterday sometime after Hinshelwood's goal and before Pedro's penalty (which I missed completely as a result). I hope this doesn't come off as looking for pity. I don't think that's what I'm looking for. I really don't know what I'm looking for, I'm just kinda processing the whole thing at the moment. I'm hoping that maybe by writing it down it'll help me accept that it's real, maybe? Please feel free to put this thread on ignore if you find it too much of a bummer, or just too self-indulgent. I wouldn't hold it against you. I briefly considered dropping this news in the match thread, but decided it wasn't good to ruin other people's enjoyment of the game.
Anyway, after the Mrs had her annual breast exam, she got called back for another look as they determined something looked suss. She went for another exam, and they moved her on for a biopsy of both her breast and the nearest lymph node, which they did just before Christmas.
Yesterday she got a call at work and...yes, it's breast cancer. We aren't yet clear on the full extent of it, more tests will follow including a CT bone scan scheduled for next week. Certainly there will be at least one surgery in the near future and chemo. I hope that's all that will be needed, but of course I can't help my mind wandering over to absolute worst case scenarios. If that CT scan is bad, we could be really f***ed. She turns 47 next month.
We've been married for 22 years, and in that time our lives have become completely intertwined. It would be catastrophic for either of us to lose the other, but I feel terribly guilty when my mind drifts to what that would mean for me. Who would do all that stuff that she usually does for the household? How can I be so selfish as to worry about that?
But, my biggest worry would be the impact on our 11 year-old daughter. She's coming to a hard enough point in her life as it is without this. Again, in the worst case, how the hell would I help an 11 year-old girl navigate the next few years of her life alone? What do I know of lives and challenges of 11 year-old girls? Really nothing at all.
I know this is usually very treatable now. Especially if caught before it spreads too far. There really has never been a better time in history to have cancer. Of course, maybe another few decades down the line would have been better, but we don't get to choose this things.
I'm hoping some catharsis will kick in for me here any moment now...
Anyway, if you read this far, thank you. I know I don't know you, and you don't know me, but I appreciate talking to somebody outside of our lives right now.
Now I need to go get my daughter out of bed (never an easy thing when she's off school) and see if she wants some breakfast.
I'm sorry (esp to US Seagull), but I'm going to disagree with you with some of this. Yes Dr Google can be a charlatan & a fraud but your wife 'has' probably become an oncology expert! It was her cancer, it is her body.Like all the other posters, huge sympathy to the whole family and, yes, treatments are far advanced from ten, twenty years ago so the odds are far better than they were then.
BUT, my personal experience of this situation is that the attitude towards the cancer is at least as important as the various treatments as the after effects can last a very long time.
My wife was diagnosed with bilateral breast cancer some 7 years ago. The first phase of surgery, chemotherapy and radiotherapy were brutal but, in a way, easier than the subsequent years when the mental and physical impact kicked in.
After year one, you end up on various drugs which can have some profound side effects such as night sweats, sleep disorders, mood swings etc. This regime can go on for anything up to ten years (and beyond?).
I think the most difficult thing was that our entire lives became focussed on the cancer rather than enjoying life.
Not saying it’s inevitable but it’s why I think attitude is so important.
My wife became obsessed with becoming an expert on the cancer and Dr. Google was deployed pretty much every day to find out the latest “cures”.
The practical impact was that it became number one topic on a daily basis and still is to a large extent although all the scans have been clear till now.
My wife now takes dozens of supplements on a daily basis in the hope that this will help.
Sorry to sound a bit gloomy but I think it’s vital that you understand the mindset that this can induce.
Difficult to know how your wife is/will react in the medium to long term but I’d certainly investigate the possibility of counselling at an early stage to head off problems down the line and this applies to the whole family, not just your wife.
I would certainly suggest discouraging your wife from trying to become an oncology expert. It’s really important that she has full trust in her oncologist so don’t hesitate to seek alternatives if that is not the case.
All oncologists are pretty much obligated to follow best practice and drug regimes as endorsed by NICE which do at least have the benefit of clinical trials and analysis to support their efficacy unlike many of the alternative treatments being touted out there.
My personal belief is that a healthy balanced diet and exercise are probably much better than trying to self-medicate with loads of pills and they will, at least, make your wife feel better.
Hope this helps a bit. Happy to expand on this privately if you wish!?
Anyway, best wishes to all of you
This. If you need to vent, then vent. It's fine by us.If you want or need to howl, then howl loudly and often.
Well, US Seagull asked how it might affect him and the family rather than just his wife so I’m simply putting down my personal experience of the issue. Everyone will react differently to the stresses and strains put on the family.I'm sorry (esp to US Seagull), but I'm going to disagree with you with some of this. Yes Dr Google can be a charlatan & a fraud but your wife 'has' probably become an oncology expert! It was her cancer, it is her body.
I'm not suggesting for one moment to ignore the experts and seek 'alternative' treatments, that would be a really bad plan. She's had the treatment's and it's worked. What difference does it make to you that she takes loads of supplements in the hope it doesn't come back? I completely agree that counselling should happen at the earliest point possible, pretty much now for US Seagull and family in my opinion.
I'm really sorry, but from your post it sounds like you're sick of hearing and having to think about it as it's gone, but your wife is still terrified that it may come back. That's not meant to sound like a slur to you as it is f**king exhausting for everyone. Go back to counselling (or start?), the supplements your wife is taking are probably making her mentally feel better. I have a vivid memory of carrying a 1ft square of wheatgrass through the Lanes for my friend, strangely enough it tasted like I'd just drank grass trimmings from the back garden once she'd juiced it. The placebo effect on mental health can be massive, don't underestimate it. Please don't take my reply in the wrong way.