I realized that I neglected to mention some other great news from my recent visit with the Oncologist. During the physical examination, he wasn’t able to feel any of the tumours in my underarm…he couldn’t feel them AT ALL! These were the nasty buggers that first alerted me to the fact that something was wrong. Well, to use an old-fashioned phrase, I say good riddance to bad rubbish!

Moving on to my actual treatments this week, everything has gone well so far, in spite of having my hands and feet wrapped in ice for an hour and a half yesterday! Heading into the weekend, I’m feeling pretty good. Of course, I’m also still taking the three-days worth of steroids that do make me relatively energetic! These will wear off by tomorrow morning, so Sunday and the week ahead will be a whole new ball game. I will have to get used to new side-effects and new pains. But that’s okay, it’s all part of the larger picture towards getting ridding of this cancer. I have proof of this…I literally have a picture of the $20,000 Pertuzumab being infused into my body…

And I’m pretty sure that with the infusions of Pertuzumab, Herceptin and Docetaxel, I have now earned a Ph.D… (sorry, bad joke!). All jokes aside, this marks the fourth of my seven treatments. I officially have received more than 50% of the chemotherapy and in my Half Marathon, I have only 11 more Chemo Kilometers to go!