A bit of a downer few days lately.
I belong to a Facebook group of metastatic breast cancer women from around the world. We've lost 6 women in the last few days, and it's been very sad to read their posts as they realize their treatments aren't working and they are out of time.
Today I completed my first month on my new drug, Palbociclib. Luckily, my blood levels (white blood cells, platelets, etc.) look pretty good. My liver enzymes have increased a bit and it's hard to tell right now if it's a fluke or a pattern. In two weeks, I'll have tests again and have a scan, which will give us the most concrete info about how this trial drug is going. Overall, neutral information, but I was hoping for a more positive report.
Then my doc dropped the bombshell. He's moving. To Texas. It's hard for me to describe the relationship developed with a doctor since going through this for six years together. I trust him and he truly cares about me. And he's leaving. It's a bit heartbreaking and nerve-wracking, thinking about who might take over my care in September when he leaves. I admit it - I cried when he told us.
The big picture is that everything is fine. Emotionally, a few things are just weighing on my mind this week and I thought I'd share them. Thanks for listening!