A quick re-cap for newcomers to this blog: I was diagnosed with breast cancer (Stage 1) and spent approximately 1.5 years doing alternative treatments, but the tumour kept growing so I had a mastectomy. I woke up from the mastectomy to find my left arm paralysed because of nerve damage (to the brachial plexus) caused by tractioning of the arm during surgery. I had to have further surgery to release the nerve and because of that, I had no conventional adjuvant treatment. Nine months after the mastectomy, the cancer recurred. This is a summary of the options I was exploring after the recurrence.
We all want tidy endings to healing journeys.
We’re programmed through myths and story-telling and Hollywood Blockbusters, to expect tidy endings, happily-ever-after fairy-tales.
With the recurrence, it was as if the story I was writing for my healing wasn’t coming through. I know loads of people who have done the surgery- chemo-radiotherapy route and the cancer vanishes and they live happily ever after, in remission for the rest of their lives.
But I was on a different story track.
Writing this with the luxury of retrospect, I was running around like a headless chicken trying to find ways to get rid of the cancer.