Time has gone, and in January the doctors told me that my body couldn't take more chemotherapy, they would then try to put me up for operation earlier than planned. Wednesday the 2nd of february I got a call from the hospital to come the day after, and operation two days later. I was so afraid, but also so happy because both me and the doctors were afraid the cancer should spread more.
After the operation the doctor told me that it looked like they've got it all - and next thursday I will get the answers from the patologist.
Since then I'm getting better and better every day! Last night I went to the club where we practise target shooting - I wanted to try a little - and got my best results ever :o) I was so happy- that I only 3 weeks after operation could start training with good results.
A lot of friends have been fantastic this period and have helped me with all kind of stuff like washing in the house, giving me berries and juices, herbs and healing. One of my friends have this herbal clinic called embrace life - look here to see what she's doing http://www.embracelife.no
Last wednesday the NRK radio was here in my home. I've been a couple of times in the lokal newspaper after I got cancer telling about how it is having breast cancer and how I handle this.
My plan is to climb to the top of Senja in the summer 2011, I was there summer 2010 (with cancer without knowing it) but I had a few meters to the top point- and was unsure where to set my feet. Next time there will be a guide with us - and the film camera as well :o) Celebrating life at the top of my "home island"
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I got cancer sept 2010, and this is a story about how my life got so totally changed, and my thoughts in this period...
fredag 25. februar 2011
tirsdag 15. februar 2011
Oh what a year and what a life!
My life changed dramatically in September 2010 when I got the diagnosis breastcancer- and it had spread to the lymph system. I startet to write short time after that- but the chemo did its work and I was in the middle of an exame- and I really got problems to write or speak english. Maybe this will be good for me to try finding words again, and my english spoken friends can finally update :o) - I know some of you guys have forgotten your norwegian ;o)
16.09.2010
The day.... the day when I finally picked up the phone and rung the hospital. I was studying in the building next to- and I knew something was wrong. I had been climbing mountains last summer to be in better shape- but I only got worse. This limb in my breast was something strange- it was so big that I thought it was supposed to be like that- but it was not like that in the other..
Two hours later, two doctors and a nurse sat with me in a small white room. They looked so seriously. They told me, and I begged them to say that I would survive. The oldest looked so sad, and he told me that people had survived this. But a lot would depend on how I would manage the chemo, it would be a long way to go before I could be well again. The limb was so big that they couldn't messure it. But most seriously was the spread.
I felt like fainting, and had to remind me that I should'n die tomorrow. They had a plan. A plan I should follow, and perhaps survive. I cried, oh man I was crying! I couldn't sleep - waking up all the time just to remind me that it wasn't a nightmare- it was real.
I started chemo allready the day after.
16.09.2010
The day.... the day when I finally picked up the phone and rung the hospital. I was studying in the building next to- and I knew something was wrong. I had been climbing mountains last summer to be in better shape- but I only got worse. This limb in my breast was something strange- it was so big that I thought it was supposed to be like that- but it was not like that in the other..
Two hours later, two doctors and a nurse sat with me in a small white room. They looked so seriously. They told me, and I begged them to say that I would survive. The oldest looked so sad, and he told me that people had survived this. But a lot would depend on how I would manage the chemo, it would be a long way to go before I could be well again. The limb was so big that they couldn't messure it. But most seriously was the spread.
I felt like fainting, and had to remind me that I should'n die tomorrow. They had a plan. A plan I should follow, and perhaps survive. I cried, oh man I was crying! I couldn't sleep - waking up all the time just to remind me that it wasn't a nightmare- it was real.
I started chemo allready the day after.
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