Counting survivorship can be tricky, as there are many different dates that you can count from--first having symptoms or suspicious mammogram, clinical diagnosis, surgery, end of treatment. The way I originally had it explained to me, the day where you first have NED (no evidence of disease) is when you start counting. Usually that's after surgery. Any additional treatment (chemo, radiation, targeted therapy) is more prevention than treatment. So I'm going with that.
Survivorship is a strange thing. It takes a lot of faith that treatment worked, because you really don't know for sure. In addition, unlike with some other cancers (like my mom's lung cancer), with breast cancer there are usually not regular scans or checks for recurrence--unless symptoms appear that cause concern. Five years is one of the traditional measures of survival, but not necessarily for any reason, as it's not like recurrence only happens in the first five years. Depending on where you look, it has been said that recurrence is most likely in the first two years after treatment ends, or between 3-5 years after treatment, or if you make it to five years, recurrence is constant from 5-20 years. Of course, the truth is that statistics are just statistics, and they don't apply to individuals.
I mention this all because my current "3 years of survivorship" put me right into that gray area, which has me alternating between days/periods of "I've made it past the highest risk!" and "I'm entering the period of highest risk." So basically, nothing new! However, today was a rough day. When I scheduled my mastectomy for my mom's birthday in 2015, all I could think about was that I needed to get this thing cut out of me as soon as possible, and whether that was Christmas day or New Year's Eve, or my mom's birthday, I was going to do it. But now that I've lost my mom, January 8th is a really emotional day. On my drive in to work, I actually considered turning around and taking a mental health day. As much as I love Facebook, today's "On This Day" memories were hard. Starting 10 years ago when Mom had just moved here, and all the great memories, which meld into the tougher memories when recurrences happened for her. Then there were posts about my surgery, and I re-read the posts Greg had made while I was in surgery, and all the comments on all the posts from all my friends who were waiting for updates, and I was an emotional wreck!
To be honest, this stretch of time from Thanksgiving through Valentine's Day is just always going to be a tough stretch, I think. Living in Wisconsin during those dark, cold months makes it tough even without cancerversaries. Knowing and expecting it helps somewhat.
That being said, overall, I am doing remarkably well.
- Lymphedema is well-managed, as I'm basically ignoring it. I mean, I'm not wearing my sleeve anymore, or doing daily lymphatic drainage. When I feel as though I'm swelling, I'll do some massage, or drainage, but for the most part, I'm just using my arm as much as I can. I still have stiffness in my right arm and chest, and I've switched from the OT at Columbia-St. Mary's to the PT who is the co-creator of Team Phoenix. On my first appointment, she suggested that some of my pain could be my shoulder and not the lymphedema or scar tissue. Sure enough--it's my rotator cuff. Still cancer treatment-related, but something different to work on. I have exercises and I go to get abuse-massages every two weeks. And my range of motion is awesome and the pain is way better.
- The trigger thumb is still under control (although it's locked up a few times in the last few weeks...hope I haven't jinxed myself)
- Although I'm not exercising as much as I was during triathlon training, I'm keeping up with at least some cardio, some weight-bearing, and lots of stretching. It appears to be "good enough" as my weight is maintaining and the joint pain has not come back.
- I did get results from the neuropsych eval. Basically, I'm not stupid--I'm just distracted and kind of stressed. So he recommended two books: one on improving memory and one on mindfulness. I immediately bought both of them, but haven't made it past Chapter Two in either.
- My routine check-ups with Dr. Shah have made it to 6 month spacing! (This is an awesome milestone.)
And I've generally had more time to do things--fun things! I'm biking (even in the winter, though not as much as I'd like), and knitting, and spending time with my family. Having all three kids around so much during the holidays was extra nice.
A lot has happened in the last three years, but each year gets easier, and I hope 2018 is no exception.
