On Friday, 12/2, I got a 5-minute phone call from the nurse at 4:30 who hurriedly explained that based on the biopsy I have stage 3, fast growing breast cancer with metastases in lymph nodes. This breast cancer is "triple negative" and can't be easily treated with hormonal therapy (whatever that means).
The next steps would be to do an MRI and a CT scan to see if the metastases have spread to any other part of the body. But, alas, it is Friday evening, so she plans to work with scheduling all of these tests sometime next week.
"Have a great weekend," to be brief and to the point.
Oh joy, what a delightful surprise to receive a cancer diagnosis at the end of Friday! It's the perfect way to end a long week, isn't it? You can just sleep it off over the weekend and wake up fresh as a daisy on Monday, ready to tackle the next step in your journey. Nothing like a little cancer to add some excitement to your life, am I right?
Good thing that I have a stable psyche and to some degree I was prepared, because of all of my self-diagnostics with Doctor Google.
And I am off to Doctor Google to figure out what is the "triple negative cancer". This is a less common, fast-growing type of cancer, with a limited number of treatment options that occurs in 12%-15% of the population, with high likelihood of reoccurring...
Now I will wait for the official explanation with the oncology team in a week, shouldn't just trust some Google search.
