I CAN’T COMPLAIN…

Hi everyone,

It’s been awhile, I know. Thank you for the check-ins and questions about how I’ve been doing this past year or so. It’s helpful to know you are all thinking of me and still in my corner sending your love and prayers.  I really do appreciate it.

There’s been a lot going on since I last wrote and lately I’ve been thinking about my response when someone asks how I’ve been doing ab wann kann man disney+ herunterladen.  I often answer with a catch all of “I can’t complain…” and leave it at that. Sometimes it’s the truth, but other times it’s just easier than getting into the little nuances and nitty gritty of life after breast cancer.

But I was talking to a friend a couple of weeks ago who also went through breast cancer treatment and it got me thinking about all the after effects some of us have to deal with and several I’m going through right now powerpoint background for free.

For example, the medication I’m taking every day to block estrogen has pushed me into early menopause and causes me to wake up in the middle of the night from night sweats.

Most days I have to put  a sweater or jacket on in the office because I’m freezing, then take it off less than two minutes later because I feel like my insides are on fire from a hot flash herunterladen. And the hot flashes are usually preceded by an awful feeling of anxiety, which is one way I know it’s coming.  This happens over and over and over again, all day long.

A few months ago I broke out in a massive, insanely itchy rash over my entire body and bounced around from allergist to dermatologist for four days on no sleep, only to conclude it’s “most likely” an allergic reaction to some part of my treatment meds, or my body reacting to the hormonal changes brought on by the daily pill Download songs from youtube as mp3. The rash came back a few more times before finally going away. I’m now trying to prevent a recurrence by taking Allegra every day as well as making sure I get enough UVB rays from a dermatologist phototherapy booth, or the sun.

I’m also taking daily Vitamin D and magnesium pills to offset the effects of the estrogen blocker, and making sure I eat before taking them because I learned the hard way they can cause horrible nausea if taken on an empty stomach bus games for free.

I spent a night at the hospital in NYC a few months ago because of radiating chest pain that woke me up in the middle of the night and went through all kinds of tests for two weeks because chemo and radiation can cause heart damage.
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Every time a new ping or zing happens in my chest, or I think I feel a lump that is just scar tissue near one of the two incisions that I hadn’t felt yet, I panic and think it’s a recurrence.

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That’s just a bit of what’s been going on in my world since active treatment ended and daily maintenance to prevent a recurrence started.

But as my friend and I continued chatting about all of the above and more, I looked at her and said, “I just wish I could go back to the body I had three years ago, before all of this started.” To which she replied, “No you don’t, that body had cancer in it.”

And that, my friends, is why “I can’t complain.”