My visit with my new oncologist went well. She agreed that I should try Metformin and she convinced me to try yet another antihormonal. This one is called Femara. It is used a lot with infertility. I started the Metformin first. It was rough going at the start. Tummy troubles, nausea, dizziness. I actually cut the dose in half for a day or so and then my body seemed to adjust just fine so I am now back to the full dose without problems.
I had a blood test about two weeks in because some people on Metformin can get something called lactic acidosis and it can kill you. But my blood test came back ok.
Metformin is a diabetes drug but studies are showing that it is helping prevent some people from recurring with cancer. I have no idea if it is doing anything for me. But it is giving me some peace of mind.
After the bloodtest, I was given the go to take the Femara.
Yeah, I lasted a week. It was really bad. Aches and pains, foggy brain, dark thoughts, depression and I kept falling asleep everywhere. I stopped talking too. I stopped being me. I felt like I had a really bad flu. Oh, and my eyes itched and my hands swelled. So I stopped taking it.
I am going to see my new doctor again this week. Hopefully we can brainstorm a solution.
I have also been seeing a naturopathic oncologist. I have been taking supplements since I finished treatment but she helped me to streamline to the most effective and third party researched supplements. She added DIM and another concoction with Reishi mushrooms.
My husband is not completely on board with me seeing a naturopath. First because it looks like our insurance will not cover my visits and secondly because…well… he is skeptical of fakery. Totally understandable. My naturopath has given me excellent care and advice and her work experience is impressive. I am kind of shrugging my shoulders about it though. I have no idea if any of this is going to work.
I am still trying to workout at least 4 times a week. That usually looks like a nice long walk for at least 30 minutes. I was doing cycling classes and lifting weights and doing Body Pump but all of that got pushed to the side after my week of misery on Fermara. That was over 6 weeks ago and I am just now feeling back to myself in terms of energy.
Tomorrow will mark 3 years since my surgery. I feel pretty good about that. It was a rough day and I really doubted I would be here 3 years later. But I am. Honestly, were it not for the Facebook memories that keep appearing, I would have forgotten it was even an anniversary of sorts.
As always, I am thankful for the friends and family who care about me and for me and make the effort to reach out to me and let me know they care. It brings great comfort.
Life is good and it keeps moving forward. I am just living and savoring and loving. I hope you are too.