It's Aggressive. Grrrr!

Had a few days off from blogging just to get my head around things. I saw my consultant on Thursday and I was told that my cancer is a grade 3, invasive ductal cancer. This is the most common kind of cancer but also the fastest spreading and most aggressive. I was also told that my surgery will be on Wednesday the 10th of October. I will have a radioactive injection before surgery so that they can detect my lymph nodes with a Geiger counter. Google has informed me that the injection is known to be quite painful and will be injected into my nipple. I shall be using hubbys arm to bite on, he volunteered.

Once I'm put to sleep I will then be injected with a blue dye. Mr Cunnick has warned me that this will leave me with a blue tit for around a month. I've always loved birds, so that's fine. Also my face and skin will be left blue for a few days. ENTER YOUR OWN SMURF AND AVATAR JOKES HERE.................................

More amazingly than that I shall also have blue wee and pooh. I shall indeed be instagraming the shit out of that!!! You lucky people!

Once that's done the lump will be removed along with the surrounding breast tissue and then two lymph nodes will be taken out and looked at for any signs of cancer. If cancer is detected in those lymph nodes then Mr Cunnick will remove the rest of my lymph nodes there and then. I will then be sent home with a drain in my side which I will have to keep in for a week.

After surgery I shall be having a four month treatment of chemotherapy. This is the part that scares me the most. It's weird because with this illness I feel fine. I feel healthy, but I know that in just a few short weeks I'm not going to be. It's like knowing my future. I'm going to be ill and I can't stop it. I have no control!

It looks like my chemo will be taken in tablet form and sickness and nausea are side effects which are not as bad as they used to be. There are lots of anti sickness drugs available now. The main side effects I have been warned about are extreme fatigue and losing my hair. Weirdly, I don't care about my hair. I have already decided that I'm getting myself a couple of pink wigs. I've wanted pink hair since I was a kid. Well since the first time I saw Toyah Wilcox on my telly box.

After chemo I will then have radiotherapy every day for three weeks. I will have to travel to Oxford every day for that. What a bloody kerfuffle!! Oxford is about 30miles from where I live.

So that's my next 6 months or so mapped out for me. I'm exhausted just thinking about it!!

After Mr Cunnick finished explaining things to me I was then introduced to my very own breast cancer nurse. A lovely lady by the name of Hilary. She took me and hubby into a side room and slowly went through all the info again. She also gave me my breast cancer care pack and answered my two pages of questions that I had written down before hand. My last question was I am only 36. I have 3 beautiful children. Am I going to die? Without hesitation Hilary looked me straight in the eye and said "No! This is treatable" With that I shook her hand and thanked her and said "Right, lets do this then!"