There was no fancy outfit. (Although my new purple UGG house shoes are pretty fabulous.)
There was no fancy food. (I cooked a pot of gumbo with a game bird from my husband’s recent hunting trip.)
There were no fancy party guests. (Just one loving husband, two good friends and four handsome guys under the age of three.)
There was one OUTSTANDING champagne toast. We toasted to health and happiness and celebrated my first piece of good health news in almost 15 months.
When you have metastatic cancer, your health is a constant roller coaster. On Wednesday, I might go grocery shopping and out for lunch, and on Thursday I may hurt too badly to get off the couch. And from one day to the next, I have no idea if my cancer is out of control.
In September 2013, my scans showed my cancer was still responding to the drug I was taking. My next scan in December 2013 revealed that it had stopped responding to that drug. After three rounds of trial and error with three different drugs and still no positive news, I was beginning to wonder if my cancer would ever respond to another drug.
The more time without a working drug, the more time my cancer has to grow. In the case of lung and bone disease, growing cancer means more side effects. I started coughing, I started hurting, then we found cancer in my brain, too. My body was telling me it was time for a drug to start working.
And on Tuesday, that’s exactly what we were told. After two infusions in just six weeks of a new trial drug, I am RESPONDING!!!! We are cracking the whip at cancer, and while I know it’s not permanent (until we find a cure, metastatic cancer always comes back) it’s like resetting the clock. Tumors are shrinking, my cough is subsiding, my pain is lessening.....life is good. Just when I was losing faith, I found a piece of solid ground.
So in all of my 34 years, last night was my most remarkable New Year’s Eve EVER. I raised my champagne glass and truly toasted the welcoming of the New Year. Because if anyone deserves a new and better year, it’s me. Welcome 2015, I am so happy you’re here!
Hang in there and do not let the cancer win the race. I am 70 years old and was diagnosed with stage 4 breast cancer 6 years ago. On herceptin every 21 days, and never miss an appt. You have to be a trooper and you sound like one. You will be a winner. Look up the group I belong to, Metavivors the best.
I just want to say, I am so happy for you!!! I too live in Texas, I live in the North Ft. Worth area (Keller) I am a breast Cancer survivor, I was diagnose with it 5-yrs. ago.
I had just turned 43, and I went in for my annual mammo. and, well, the roller coaster started. I am very blessed to say, I am doing well and I am in recovery, although, the fear is always there.
I just want you to know you are on my prayer list, I will keep you in my daily prayers, not only for you and your recovery but for your family as well. I know it is not easy on them seeing you sick. Just keep positive and look to God for your comfort and strength, he will see you through. God Bless you~ Victoria Wright
I am so happy for you, Carrie. I pray for many, many, more years of beautiful life for you and your family. Thank you for sharing your story. It is inspiring and gives so many people hope. You are here to bless! I am an almost 4 year survivor of stage III breast cancer/mastectomy, and 31 nodes removed. Life is a roller coaster. God bless you, Carrie, and thank you again for sharing.
Carrie, this comment will probably get a lot of negative reviews, but the fact that I'm still alive and in my 10th year with no evidence of disease, sort of makes speaking up an obligation, I was diagnosed stage 4. When I finished treatment - chemo, double mastectomy, radiation, I asked my oncologist for more chemo. It just made sense to me that we couldn't have gotten every cell roaming around looking for a place to land, and I wanted the best odds I could get. Lucky for me, she agreed and put me on 6 months of an oral drug. I feel as certain as anyone can be in this war on cancer, that my aggressive treatment is the main reason I'm still here and healthier than I've ever been in my life. For what it's worth (something you can't possibly do with children), I also gave up my car and walk up a mountain to my house at least 3 times a week. Exercise the the other magic bullet.