Straight from the horse's mouth

[nightdog_barks]

OKAY SO.



Kittens, sometimes when it walks like a duck and talks like a duck ... it still ain't a duck. What I actually have is secondary breast cancer. This means that EIGHT YEARS AGO, some teensy-tiny microscopic fragment of my breast cancer hid out somewhere in my body until one day it said HEY THINK I'LL COME OUT AND SAY HI AGAIN. Why? Because that's just the way things work. The human body is a mysterious bundle of magical shit.

Anyway, my doc explained that the first-line treatment these days for secondary breast cancer is ... targeted therapy. A pill. So the next steps are going to be: a PET scan, to see just how much of this there is; a biopsy (from a spot in my liver); pull everything together for a plan of attack; attack.

I like this guy -- he was actually listening to me, and answered my questions honestly. :-)



So that was my Friday. :-)

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[cuddyclothes]

I went to a doctor who disliked me (and vice versa) for years. When I finally changed to a new (female) doctor it was almost overwhelming to be taken SERIOUSLY! No more "you're somatizing" crap. Now it's "damn your brain is doing some shit" Much better.