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It’s an implant!
What. The. Fuck. I’m working backwards because today was surprising. I went in for my first Zoladex shot. All I knew about it was that it’s supposed to suppress my hormones and that I’ll get it every quarter. Well, my very favorite nurse (WHO IS MOVING TO ALASKA I HATE YOU!) came and got me and I asked about where it was gonna go. The stomach. Shit, okay. Then she explains that it’s an IMPLANT. She brought me ice and had me ice the lower stomach area for a while. She printed off the side effects and all the other information I needed to know (that the docs didn’t give…
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New Oncologist = New Treatment Plan
In the July Update, I mentioned my lymph nodes had been feeling swollen. My regular oncologist didn’t think it was worth exploring even after bring it up at 3 different appointments. It doesn’t sit right when your doctor isn’t taking your concerns seriously, so I set up an appointment with a woman oncologist but the appointment wasn’t for another month and a half (yeah, that’s fun). I got concerned enough I messaged my general practitioner, who initially referred me for testing after I found a lump in my breast. She ordered an ultrasound and a CT scan because of how my breast cancer showed up (or didn’t, as the case…
