A week or so ago I crashed. I was tethered to bed doubled over in pain. A sip of water made my stomach feel as though it were knives I swallowed. The mere thought of food was so appalling because of the pain I just didn’t eat for four days. Which of course led to dehydration which led to intense nausea. All spelling out disaster for a cancer patient.

Whew, a lot can happen in three weeks. Cycle 1 of Sassy, aka Trodelvy, is a wrap. It was by far the hardest cycle of chemotherapy I have endured.

I have tried my damnedest to avoid this. But, here we are. In fact, my oncologist knew I was so anxious off treatment he offered to start last Monday when I was there. But, the idea of starting a treatment without all of the information, didn’t sit well with us.

One of the most frustrating things, in my opinion, are inefficiencies. Especially when it would benefit everyone involved to fix the problem.
Most healthcare in America is tied to our employment. And yet, when diagnosed with a major illness, working is difficult and mainly because of how inefficient our healthcare system is.

“Involved by carcinoma” are the words that proved that Enhertu has failed me and shattered our hearts. We are moving through the stages of grief and right now I’m sitting in a lot of anger.

Last week I had a scan to check on my lungs to determine if I could proceed with my Enhertu infusions.
The good news is - there is some healing in my lungs. Which makes my oncologist believe this was Interstitial Lung Disease.