Since my last update, there has been little news, however there are a couple things I would like to note.
Firstly, shortly after completing my herceptin treatments in April, my oncologist sent me for another MUGA scan to check my heart function after herceptin was completed. Now just for reference, I'd like to mention my first MUGA (prechemo) came back at 60%, which is perfectly normal. My second MUGA came back at 54%, I believe, so we could see the rounds of chemotherapy had taken a small toll on my heart function. Ever since that point, my MUGA results have only increased, and my final MUGA reading came back in May at 76%!!! I have no idea what the explanation is for the increase of my heart function while taking a drug which is notorious for damaging the heart, but I'm sure God has an explanation. Our prayer through my treatment was that I could complete herceptin, as we felt completing this drug was key to the most positive outcome possible. I feel God heard our prayers and the prayers of many others and not only protected my heart, but somehow allowed it to strengthen!
Secondly, all the surgeons and nurses are finally going to be able to put me back together again! Come mid-August, we once again travel down to Mayo to complete the reconstructive surgery process, almost exactly a year from the start of reconstruction. This surgery should be a much simpler and less painful surgery then my last and should be done as outpatient. I have also been given the OK from my oncologist to remove my chemotherapy port, so I will have that done at the same time as my reconstructive surgery.
I will never regret choosing a double mastectomy. Nobody knew until after surgery how widespread the cancer was in my breasts. My old breasts were housing a disease which tried to kill me, so honestly, I'm thankful they are gone. Emotionally, yes, I wish I could be 100% me, and have never got cancer and had to change my body. But after living completely flat chested for over 6 months after my mastectomies, I know that not having reconstruction was not an option for me either. The mastectomy bras and prostheses were uncomfortable and not very pretty. Going flat chested made shirts fit horribly, so for me, reconstruction was the best solution. So, yes, my breasts are now fake, but frankly, that is an upgrade from the breasts which housed the disease that was trying to kill me!
