(17-02-16) Quantity Vs Quality

“…but you NEED to take it.”

I’ve heard this statement a lot over the past month or two.  Whenever i tell a friend, a relative, or a doctor that i don’t like the side effects from Tamoxifen, their first response is reminding me that i “need to take it.”

So let me remind you about one of the things you probably love AND hate about me the most:

I do what i want.

Now tell me again what i “need” to do?

I get it.  You don’t want my cancer to come back.  We’re in the same boat with that one.  Cancer treatment fucking sucks, and i would definitely like to avoid having to travel down that path ever again.  But you know what else fucking sucks?  Being miserable. Being miserable fucking sucks, and sometimes when you find yourself being miserable day after day after day, at some point it’s probably a good idea to figure out how to STOP being miserable.

Will Tamoxifen help me live longer?  Possibly.  I mean, that’s the point of the drug – to stop cancer cells from binding to my estrogen and thus being able to grow all throughout my body.  However, it’s not 100% guaranteed.  I could take that effin pill every day for ten years straight, but then still end up with cancer again at some point.  And in the meantime, that pill just got to spend an entire decade wreaking havoc on my body and spirit.  I mean, i’ve only been taking it for a few months, and this is what i’ve noticed:

  • I gained 12 pounds in two months.  My body fat was 1% away from being considered “overweight.”  Fat deposits were collecting in my abdomen and thighs, in a way they hadn’t before.
  • Joint pain was suddenly an issue.  Seriously – joint pain?  I am thirty-seven freaking years old.  I am young and athletic.  It shouldn’t hurt to stand up in the morning.
  • My insomnia was becoming medication-resistant again, just like when i was going through chemotherapy.  How many of you are okay with me doubling or tripling up on my sleeping meds on a regular basis?  … ‘cuz that’s what i was doing multiple times per week.
  • Hot flashes and night sweats infuriated me.  I know it seems silly, but YOU try standing in a desert and having 18 hot flashes in one day and see if you’re not ready to kill the next person who looks at you strangely.
  • Depression and anxiety cycles were creeping up on me more and more.  You know what increases depression?  Body image issues and lack of proper exercise.  You know what increases anxiety?  Insufficient amounts of sleep and lack of proper exercise.  It’s all creating its own little cycle, and i’m standing here, watching it all go ’round and ’round, feeling powerless to stop it.

In the end, it’s not worth it to me.  Many of you may not agree with my decision, but i’m choosing quality of life over quantity.

I haven’t taken the Tamoxifen since January 25.  In these past three weeks, i’ve lost 6 pounds, seen a slight improvement in my sleep cycles, dealt with half as many hot flashes, and noticed how much better my emotions/moods have been.  Dr. Curley prescribed me a different option, Femara, which i picked up from the pharmacy on January 30 but never bothered to even open.  For now, i’m going to try to fight cancer recurrence through diet and exercise.  Trying to completely eliminate sugar from my diet has been, HANDS DOWN, the hardest thing i’ve ever tried to do in my life, by the way … but i’d choose this battle over taking Tamoxifen any day.

Author: breastcancerat35

I was diagnosed with Stage 3C Invasive Breast Cancer in October/November, 2015. This blog is my way to process my experience and allow my loved ones to have ongoing updates about my journey.

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