And I ain't talkin bout yer love either. But what I AM talkin bout is the fact that I am now officially DONE with taking Tamoxifen. My bc was ER- / PR WEAKLY + at only 9%. Pretty sure the HER2+ was the thing with mine. I took the Tamoxifen for just over 2 years. (Normal course of treatment with Tamoxifen is 5 years.) In the last several months it has made me a complete basket case, paranoid freak. (Ok, more so than I already am.) And it also was affecting other stuff too, physically, not just makin me totally fucked up in the head. (Again, even more so...lol) I mean, I was havin all kinds of weirdo symptoms "count em 1 - 2 - 3" ...*throws the "horns" in the air, bangs head & slings hair around*
I'm also pretty sure that my Onc, Dr W, now dreads havin to deal with me after the way the last appointment went. But in that last appointment he made "an executive decision" to have me stop the Tamoxifen for 30 days & then check back in with him. So I did, & Dr W, through his nurse B, said it was OK for me to stop the Tamoxifen permanently. I realize that it will probably take a bit longer for all the Tamoxifen to get out of my system, but I can definitely tell I'm more my old self lately.
So that's it. O & I decided to celebrate. Went to my favorite steak joint, but they've changed the way they prepare the steaks, so it is no longer my favorite steak place. O had a lovely chicken fried steak that was very good. My little sirloin? NotSoMuch. But O & I split a wonderful Grey Goose martini ("shake it up..." lol) & toasted to the official end of all treatments & gettin on with life....& the fact that Halloween is in just a few days!!!
Can ya tell we love Halloween?