A Heavy Dose of Reality
I try to be very honest and keep things real on this site, show both the fun and challenges of this life as a crossdressing husband. We've been dealt with the most serious challenge so far. Nikki has been diagnosed with advanced metastatic breast cancer. We are in for some difficult times but we are determined to stay strong. Please send good vibes, prayers and virtual hugs.
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We were supposed to get the results of her PET scan that shows just how far the cancer has spread yesterday (Friday) but no word so we are still held in suspense for a few days. I guess that's good news. I assume if it was bad news they would have contacted us right away. I hope.
Nikki is so wonderful. I've been by her side every possible moment and she said to me to be sure that I don't forget through all of this to have some "girl-time".
We've been trying to stay upbeat and find humor whenever possible. One interesting occurrence was when the hospital representative was describing wigs that some people chose when the chemo causes the hair to fall out and we were both like "Yeah we know all about that, move on..."
Good news! It seems the good vibes everyone has been sending have been starting to work. We got a call while out late yesterday from the "nurse navigator"...she's kind of your cruise director to whole experience. She said she forgot to call yesterday and tell us that the PET scan showed that there were no cancer masses past the 2 sites. So she'll still be in for about 7 months of chemo/surgery/radiation but the prognosis is much better than if it had spread beyond the lymph node. It feels weird to be celebrating a week or so before having to start chemotherapy but after a series of ever progressing bad news a win is a win!
We met with the oncologist today. He tried to be upbeat and positive but didn't sugarcoat it. The side effects of the chemo are not fun. There was a bit of good news. He wants her to start next week rather than in the next few days. We are both anxious to get this procedure underway but before this all came about we both had made plans for "girl time" this coming weekend. Nikki is going away for a couple of days with girlfriends and I am spending a day with my friend Lisa. So we both get one last chance to kick up our heels.
Well our first week course of chemo is over. I sat with her through the treatments which weren't as bad as I expected. I'm not sure what I expected but it was kind of interesting and she was not uncomfortable. Of course the after effects are the kicker. You hear people exclaim all the advances in cancer treatments. That's only partially of true, at least for breast cancer. The drugs they use are the same ones they used 30 years ago. The difference is the improvements attenuating the side effects. Nausea and immuno-suppression is better managed. Still, her white blood cells dropped more than expected. So I've chosen to not sleep next to her in order to avoid spreading germs to her. Where to sleep? The kids usually stay up too late for the couch, and our guest room is occupied by a daughter that moved home. So a logical option was to sleep in the closet. You can imagine the jokes that initiated.
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