BC Becky

Never Thought I'd Want to be a Breast Cancer Survivor

Tag: exercise

  • Caution – this one talks a bit about death …

    First off, I must start this with a couple of pictures from my beautiful ride up Mount Hamilton this afternoon. It took me 2 hours to climb the 7 miles (not quite 11km) of all up hill.
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    Throughout the climb I found myself stopping in shaded corners to both catch my breath and cry.  When I think about what is to come, I put on a brave face, but I still find myself crying at certain thoughts.

    When I was first diagnosed, I was struck by how some things get clear. When we were creating our wills before we went on our Going East bike tour (http://goingeast.ca), I didn’t think I like the idea of my body being used for research. Now, I definitely want my body to be used for research or medical education. I think my time working with doctors and doing research has changed my opinion on this. I also have clarity as to where I’d like my ashes spread – over the molten lava on Hawaii’s big island. These are things that I couldn’t figure out before, but now just seem to make sense. They weren’t big decisions.

    I also decided that I don’t really want to know my prognosis. Prognosis is a statistical measurement of your likelihood to survive. I don’t really care about that statistic, as the only measure that matters to me is me, and no statistic can tell me that.

    Where statistics are handy is in deciding treatment options. When we know that two options have the same outcome (statistically) then it is truly a choice as to which feels right.

    I got recommendation from the PAMF tumor board. They are recommending chemo first regardless of my HER2 status. Chemo would start within two weeks. They need to know HER2 status to figure out the chemo mix. It also takes about a week to get approvals from the insurance company. I think everyone thinks the HER2 will come back positive. Prior to any chemo I would need a sentinel node biopsy on both sides and to have a mediport installed (not sure installed it the right word … I called it a portal the other day … the idea is that they surgically insert a device that allows direct access to a vein for chemo and other medications that are given by IV – with a port I won’t need to get stuck every time someone needs to give me medication).

    We meet with the oncologist and surgeon at Stanford for their recommendations on Monday. By then we should have the HER2 status. If it is positive, then I think everyone will agree that it is sentinel node biopsy followed by chemo.

    HER2 is a bit of a mixed blessing. It is associated with increase morbidity, but the treatments for it have changed a lot. They have completely new regimes which are providing to be very effective (form what I understand) – so the morbidity statistic may be based on old treatments, and the new treatments haven’t caught up yet … not sure, will need to do some more research. Whatever the outcome, we shall adapt and move forward as it is the only direction to go!

  • My quantified and qualified self

    I started writing this post a few days ago, but never found the time to finish it. Today is a day off of doctors appointments, although I am expecting a call from the oncologist (onc) at PAMF regarding the results the tumor board there.

    Let me start by saying I’m a mixed-methods researcher. That is, that when I do research, I look at both qualitative and quantitative data, as both help to provided a complete picture. With this blog, I have mostly been dealing with what I call my qualified self – that is my feeling and my perceptions of the world. When I think about my quantified self, I’m thinking about the numbers – what’s my current weight, what are the letters that represent my diagnosis, what are my various counts, etc.

    The increase of mobile and now wearable technology has spawned a whole movement known as the quantified self. Scott actually attended a meet-up with people regarding the quantified self. For a few years now, we have been quantifying ourselves by having a scale that connects via wifi to the Internet and reports our weight and body fat measures. This information is nicely graphed for us. One thing this has provided is a clear picture of when I started to lose weight – June 2nd. Without the automatically measuring scale, I would not have been able to so clearly see the progression.

    June 1st was the first time I notice that something wasn’t the same with my left breast. I panicked a little at first, but then told myself it was nothing – of no concern. I convinced myself for a full week that it was nothing. Then on June 9th I went to see my family doctors … and that is when my life began to change.

    Another area where I measure my quantified self is when I bike. I mostly like to track time rather than distance, because really, it is the length of time on the bike that matters most. For this I use an app on my phone called Runkeeper. One advantage to tracking my quantified self is that it provides me with motivation. When I started to write this post, I wanted to report on my bike ride, but I had not done one that day. That gave me the motivation I needed to get out, when I wasn’t really feeling like it – I had the strength, just wasn’t in the mood. Of course, once I got out on the bike I was very glad to be out riding.

    Today, I don’t have any appointments (at least not right now). I’m going to try another attempt at Mount Hamilton from the Fire Station. Last time I tried it I rode 15 km (exactly half was up hill). That was June 10 – the day after the appointment with my primary care doctor, and two days before diagnosis. Today, I’m going to try the same ride, with my folding bike (I find it a little easier to climb on my foldy – plus my road bike is in the shop for a service). It takes about an hour to drive up to the fire station. One really nice thing about this ride is that there is very little traffic during the week. I usually get passed by two or three cars in the hour and half that I’m riding … although I suspect today might be a two hour ride – I’m going to try to make it …

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    When I go to the doctors, I see mostly my quantified self. I am the numbers that are represented by the pathology. However, the doctors actually don’t seem to see me that way. In many ways, they actually seem to be more about the qualified self – they are asking me to make decisions based upon how I feel and what is right for me. They aren’t focusing on the quantified self – at least not yet – now, if I end up in a clinical trial, I expect that will become much more quantified!

    This whole clinical trial thing is interesting. There is so much research going on around breast cancer treatments, that there is guaranteed to be one aspect or another of my treatment that is associated with some trial or another (my surgeon wants to add a tattoo to my nodes if they don’t have cancer). In some ways, I don’t want to be in too much of a trial, as that limits things. For example, if I’m on a chemo regime as a part of a clinical trial, then all my tests and such need to be done at Stanford. I cannot get a portion of my care at the closer PAMF. If I’m not in a trial, then I could, for example, go to PAFM for radiology – which is nice, because the one thing I did like them most at PAFM is their radiology department. Potentially, I could go to PAFM for chemo treatments – even though the onc is at Stanford. It is good to know that the option is there.

    And now I need to make breakfast … fuel for the bike ride later today.

  • The challenge of time and holding a thought

    Right now I’m finding that my biggest challenge is time. Things are moving so very quickly, and I’m trying to manage many different appointments, phone calls, blog posts, an other notifications and minute (not sure I’ve spelled that right, just say it with a French accent).

    Most of yesterday was spent dealing with my eyes. As some of you know, I had cataract surgery in January in my left eye and April in my right eye. I also had a YAG capsolectomy (sounds complicated but it isn’t) in my left eye. I had scheduled it for my right eye, but that is now postponed. It isn’t a big deal but may eventually affect my ability to drive at night. Currently things are OK. The eyes didn’t come in quite right after cataract surgery, so I was looking into PRK to make minor adjustments. That now is on hold – so I had to go to an optometrist yesterday to get some prescriptions for glasses and contact so that I can function over the next year. After that it was a trip to Costco to find new glasses, order them, and order contacts.

    With that taken care of, my number one priority pre-surgery is biking. That is, back when I thought I might have cancer (after my family doc appointment) the one thing I decided was that I would train so that I was in the best physical shape possible before surgery/chemo. I want to make sure I’m going into this as strong as possible. For me this means allocated 2-3 hour a day (or more) for biking.

    My second priority is to have some fun. Years ago, I read the book “From chocolate to morphine: Everything you need to know about mind-altering drugs” (I highly recommend it). It talked about finding things that cause your natural high – like when you were a kid and you would spin around really fast to cause a bit of a high. Anyways, one of the things that causes that natural high for me is sailing. So, we are looking at ways were we could go sailing more often. It can be very physically demanding, which can be a challenge. This Saturday, we are headed up to SF to go sailing on the 2003 America’s Cup boat. If we enjoy it, and if there are less strenuous ways to participate, we may consider buying a season crew membership, which would allow us to go sailing anytime they have a public sail – which is most weekends. So, we could spend every Saturday or Sunday going out for a sail (for as long as my body allows). Here is hoping that we enjoy it!

    An now, my timing is running out yet again … need to hop in the shower, change, and run to the Apple Store before picking up Scott and heading to the oncologist appointment.

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