So Derek has been out of town this week and I had the greatest intentions to blog but just no energy at the end of the day. So, as I recover from surgery I am going to catch you up on my week!
June 5… My cousin, Brooke, and I went to the fertility doctor today. Going into today I knew I wanted to freeze my eggs to make sure I had a better chance of pregnancy after I finished my treatments. The doctor explained In Vitro Fertilisation and how it was the best shot for pregnancy. We would need to get started with the injections that very day. Brooke and I left to get lunch and were to return at 2:30. During our “lunch break” I spoke to both my oncologist and breast surgeon about my decision to do IVF. They both quickly told me in the most professional way “absolutely not.” My cancer is estrogen positive. If I was to get the high levels of hormones given during IVF I would have been “feeding” my cancer, ultimately causing my cancer to metastasize in another part of my body such as my brain, liver or lungs. This is where the real problems set in. I would ultimately be giving myself a cancer that would put a time frame on my life. So…. no IVF.
Instead I will be getting a lupron shot which drastically cuts down my estrogen production, which will temporarily shut down my ovaries, sending me into early menopause. Hopefully full menopause won’t set in and after my treatments, my ovaries will regain their normal functions. I have five years of treatment, so I won’t know until then what my fertility options are, if any. It is really overwhelming to think about and not at all what I was hoping to do when I went into the fertility doctor this morning. It was a very long and hard day. All and all we were at the doctor from 9 am to 4:30. Lots of tears and disappointment. On day at a time.