Today is the first of what I hope to be many features of women who are fighting or have fought Breast Cancer. Today is the first Part of my 2 Part interview with author of VINTAGE BLOOD AND SACRED SCEPTERS, A B Wallace.
What was a typical day in your life before breast cancer entered it?
I didn’t have a typical day before breast cancer entered it. After my father’s death, my mother moved in with my husband and I. She became quite ill and was placed on dialysis. I was her main caregiver, and assisting her took up most of my energies and became a full-time job. I treasured the time I had with her, but I also found it very difficult coping with her pending death, especially when she suffered a bleeding stroke in the brain. After her death I became very depressed, and although the world had become open to me once more, I just couldn’t move forward. What my husband and I did do was bring another critter into our lives, a baby sun conure. We wanted to bring a life into our family. Seemed like the right thing to do after experiencing the death of someone we loved so much. My days were filled with taking care of our dogs, and now a baby sun conure. Unfortunately, the sun conure became ill, and all the vet visits and everything we did didn’t help. The sweet little critter died 9 weeks later from kidney failure. After some thought we decided to bring another sun conure into our lives, and that’s when it happened—I was diagnosed with breast cancer.
How old were you when you were diagnosed? Did breast cancer run in your family?
I was 51 years old when diagnosed with breast cancer. Breast cancer did not run in my family.
How were you diagnosed? Did you discover the lump or was it during a yearly exam?
I have always had lumpy breasts so mammograms and sonograms were a yearly happening for me. When I reached my late forties, MRI’s were introduced to my yearly check-up. I had made an appointment with my doctor after my mother’s death so I could catch up with all my medical check-ups (I’d not done anything for a year and a half). It was during this time that I felt an unusually large lump in my right breast. I’d already made my appointment and this lump had seemed to grow larger over night. When I saw my doctor, she suggested I get a biopsy. She thought it was cancer. And I must admit I felt it could be as well. On a personal note, something I’ve not shared with many. I had a close relationship with our golden retriever. He was very special to us. I’ve always believed dogs had the ability to detect cancer in people. My golden consistently poked my right breast with his nose. Just before he died he’d poked at my right breast with such force he caused me some pain. Three years later I was diagnosed with breast cancer. I’m sure he was trying to tell me that something just didn’t smell right, and this action on his part caused me to pay more attention. If not for him, I doubt I would have paid as much attention to lumps in my breast as I did.
What was the first thought that went through your head when you heard the doctor’s diagnosis?
When my doctor said she thought I had breast cancer and I thought the same, part of me just kept thinking, I’ve gone through this before. The biopsy will come back negative. It’s not cancer. If I had cancer they would have discovered it earlier. It would have shown up before now. When I received the phone call from the people who did the biopsy and I was told the biopsy showed I had moderately invasive breast cancer, I burst into tears, then I hung up phone looked around room and said, god, no. Please, no more. Then I called my husband and asked him to come home.
What kind of treatments did you undergo?
Mastectomy with a tram reconstruction. Five months of chemotherapy. One year of herceptin, and five years of estragon therapy. I’m still undergoing estragon therapy.
What was a typical day for you during your treatment?
Typical day after surgery—I’d wake up, go to bathroom, drain pods and record measurement of fluids, take pain medicines, sleep and then start all over again next time I woke up. I ate sometimes, I’m sure. Several weeks later, I did the above except I came downstairs, spent time with dogs and hand fed our sun conure as well. After pods were removed, and chemotherapy began, my typical day consisted of my taking walks outside, building my strength up so that I could walk the dogs twice a day, hand feed our sun conure three times a day, get chemotherapy, and so on. I was very fortunate for my husband went to chemotherapy with me for entire five months, and when he wasn’t able to my relatives and friends did so. By time I started herceptin, I was able to get a part-time job as a dog walker. My typical day then was I’d get up, spend time with my sweeties, hand feed sun conure, go out and walk dogs, come home walk my dogs, do some grocery shopping, and so on.