I regularly update on Facebook but realize some family and friends out there are not on FB so I will try my best to update here on my blog as I walk this journey.
This picture above is me just this past Friday. Things have changed with me since my last post. I have chosen to proceed with treatment. I am standing in front of a radiation machine. Quite impressive, ya think? I will have a total of fifteen treatments to my pelvic and hip bones, as that is where a lot of my pain is. Radiation will only help elevate some of that pain. They can't radiate all of my bones as my body could not tolerate it. I have had four treatments so far. There are some unpleasant side effects so far but the radiation itself is a piece of cake. You don't see it nor feel it going into your body. I get four zaps each time. I am in and out within ten minutes.
A creepy mask was made for me. It was a very odd experience having this done. It was made just in case doctor decides to radiate the tumors in my skull. There is one that is very large that she is concerned with. If it starts to break apart the bone it will need to be radiated. I pray this never is the case. Wearing that thing is not fun. You can not talk or open your eyes. It fits very tight on my head and clapped down. Even though it is creepy it is kind of cool that it is a mask of me. I could see doing something creative with it.
I get monthly infusions of Zometa, a bone strengther and two Fulvestrant shots every two weeks. We will know in January if the drug is working. Doctor told me if it is not working, we would move on to chemo. Having experienced chemo in the past, I will have a very hard time saying yes to it, but will not cross that bridge until I have to.
The difference going through treatment this time around as compared to what I did eight years ago, it is for life. Having Metastatic Breast Cancer changes everything. There is no cure. I do believe God could heal me if He chooses. No doubt and I ask Him all the time for a complete healing for me and for Ron. Could you imagine!! That would be awesome. Meanwhile, I am appreciating every singe day I wake up.
It amazes me how when I grow weary and want to give up, God renews my strength to move forward. When I am weak He is strong. The support from so many of you out there and on Facebook, family and friends, my cheering squad, gives me strength. It does wonders. I thank you so very much for your encouragement, prayers and kindness towards me. It is medicine to my bones.