I was just diagnosised on May 5th with invasive ductal carcinoma. Estrogen/Progesterone positive and HER2 negative. They are suggesting a mastectomy with chemo. I have an appt on the 19th with a plastic surgeon to discuss reconstruction. I am scared out of my mind. I am not blind to breast cancer. My mother had it with a recurrence, so I "know" the drill, but when it is happening to you it all seems so different. I know I should be feeling some kind of emotion but I feel numb. My life for the last 6 years has been filled with trials and tribulations and I am not sure that I can make it though this one. My mom pasted away in 03, dad had a stroke in 04 that left him paralyzed on the right side. Me and my husband left our home to live with my dad to take care of him. My sister came every weekend to "relieve" us. We did that for a little over a year, and decided that it would be easier if we all lived near each other. So we once again left our home and moved in with my sister and her family. That lasted about a year, and we moved into the house next door. Love my sis, but living with her is another thing
Well, we found out while taking care of my dad that he has liver cancer! That was almost 3 years ago. He has had two pallative surgies. And there is nothing left that he can do for him, so we wait. So needless to say, I have been on quite the journey so far, and I guess it's time for me for my own journey. Any information, advise, help, wisdom, and anything would be GREATLY appreciated. I have hubby and family, but it feels like they don't understand what I'm feeling or going through.