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thescoopess · 5 months
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Shannen Doherty Shares Cancer has Spread to Bones 'I'm not done living'
Shannen Doherty diagnosed with stage 4 breast cancer in 2019, shared her cancer has spread to her bones, “I don’t want to die.” Shannen was diagnosed with breast cancer in 2015. The disease went into remission in 2017 after a mastectomy and chemotherapy, but in 2020, she was diagnosed with stage 4 cancer. She shared earlier this year it had spread to her brain. Doherty speaking with People said,…
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anzu2snow · 11 months
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Finally had a phone appointment with my oncologist. It kept getting postponed. They said I had to have it as a follow-up. They had it scheduled for 5pm. (I don’t why it was so late in the day. They were the ones that scheduled it.) She called me this morning when I wasn’t around my phone. She said she was sick again and couldn’t do the 5pm one, and said she’d call at 12pm. I waited for a while, but she didn’t call back. So, I called the oncology department about it, and they were confused about it. She called me after that. So weird.
I brought up my bone pain. It’s still pretty bad. She asked if it was in one area. It’s not. It’s all over. She said I should try taking 1mg of dexamethasone daily, instead of the 0.5mg. She wants me to switch from anastrozole to letrozole. Apparently, letrozole is similar. According to Google, letrozole is a hormone based chemotherapy. Anastrozole could be causing some of the bone pain as well. So she’ll prescribe it, and I’ll get it through the mail. She said it’s very important that I stop anastrozole, then wait a day, and then I can start letrozole. I can’t have them at the same time. Hopefully this will help.
I also talked about a ‘mass’ or tumor I started noticing a few days ago. It’s big. It’s on the left side of my chest, and starts with a weird looking dimple. It goes from close to my neck near my left shoulder until my heart area. She said she has to look at it in person. She wrote down what I told her anyways. She said I should probably have an in-person appointment after the bone scan at the end of the month. She said the problem is she’ll be in Tacoma during that time until the end of July. She said I most likely will see a colleague of hers instead. I hope I’m just imagining this ‘mass’. Don’t know what they’ll do about it. Especially with someone new to my ‘case’. I feel like I need a new oncologist. She did tell me to keep her up to date. She doesn’t seem to like email, which makes it harder. Hopefully my bone pain will get better soon, and the mass I see is really nothing.
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Screenshot description: This is a screenshot of someone named Steven Gilly asking for financial help for his mother who has terminal cancer.
Steven Gilly's tweet says: "THIS IS A HAIL MARY!!!! HELP, PLEASE! My mom is my hero, and my hero has stage 4 terminal cancer. I'M BEGGING FOR YOUR HELP!!! Please retweet/donate if you'd be so kind! Thank you so much!!"
Then there is a link for the GoFundMe titled "Help Rita get the medication she needs., organized by Steven Gilly. This is the GoFundMe link: https://gofund.me/4ea83c77
Mr. Gilly says on his GoFundMe that his mother is terminally ill with stage 4 metastatic breast cancer. Her medicare is screwing her over during certain times of the year and it's making it harder for her to afford medication she needs on top of chemo. Her son is doing what he can for her but he had to have a heart transplant earlier this year and is on disability.
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greeniery · 4 months
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does anyone else get stomped on by their cats on the boobies but it hurts so bad ur concerned there is something amiss with ur personal health 🥲
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bananamuttbread · 1 year
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Please read, I need help.
Oh my god, an actual post from BananaMuttBread🤯
Never thought I'd be making one on here in like...ever again. But because I have a situation...I really need everyone's help.
You see. So my father has been diagnosed with stage 4 breast cancer and has spreaded into his bones. It has even spread to his bones. My dad has been going strong but there are episodes where it all becomes to get to him.
I obviously love my dad very much. We all do. And to help out on this fight we are setting up a benefit this month. We're trying to help raise money so my dad can afford his medicines and can keep his bills paid and even if something comes up that could hurt him to continue work. It's been such a terrifying experience for not just us but especially him.
So...I ask of you if you could help donate to his GoFundMe page. Even if it's just a dollar, even if it's just to help share it around. I want and will do anything to help my father and am desperate to to see this gofundme campaign succeed.
I would be the most, most great full if you can spare some cash and tell anyone. It's of a dire time and to see him smile and head in a good direction is everything to me right now.
Here is the GoFundMe page:
Please and thank you for your support and awareness💛
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it-begins-with-rain · 2 years
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My mom went to the oncologist today.... she is OFFICIALLY in REMISSION!!!!!!
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wardenari · 2 years
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Hi all, October is Breast Cancer Awareness month and once again I'm going to share my story in hopes it'll help someone here to protect themselves. I encourage you to share this with others. PLEASE PLEASE do your monthly exams. THAT MEANS YOU. Gender does not matter, ANYONE can get breast cancer, EVEN IF YOU’VE HAD THEM REMOVED! I didn't and that's a big part of why I'm where I am now. Set a reminder on your phone now to do an exam on the same day each month. Here's my story: June of 2018 I had a 1 year old baby boy that my husband and I had tried years to have. Life was good, except for back pain that was getting worse and worse. PT wasn't helping and we were starting to think I may need full time care. The only other problem was a clogged milk duct that came back a couple of times.By the end of June, my right breast looked odd and my son didn't want to feed off of it anymore, so I went to see my OBGYN. She took one look and sent me off to a mammogram. July 2, 2018 I got the results, and it was my fears realized. "Cancer". I didn't hear much of what they said after that. The next week was a blur of doctor appointments and scans. July 20, 2018. Scan results back - it was worse. The cancer was in my bones - that was why I'd had back pain for so long. Stage 4. I cried while waiting for port surgery. My first thought was how I wouldn't even see my baby to to Kindergarten (he started in August so I met that goal!!!). At the time I knew nothing about cancer and what I thought I knew was that Stage 4 = a quick death. I'm so happy I was wrong about that. But my lifeline is still most likely going to be short. My new stretch goal is seeing my son graduate High School. It's unrealistic, but I am going to fight for it. Please don't say "Oh you'll do it and more" because that ignores my reality. Reality is I’ll be lucky to see him become a teenager.
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ghwosty · 6 days
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hm hypochondria is a hell of a type of anxiety that I suffer from and occasionally creeps back up on me over the smallest of triggers
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tangerineloom · 9 days
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Stage of cancers? Okay, I need mutineer MDs
Andy b baby, not your state honey nothing
Did y’all know in KY, they all slander like children in politics now? Wasn’t that frowned upon before?
Calling female MDs who haven’t been brain washed
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Stephanie grease bag Bryant said she was special
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Andy b and those are upset and scared because their reign of abuse must come to a close. Andy’s father ass raped him too many times. Now he has a dog wife called Britney spaniel
Y’all must be proud
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gingergillenwater · 1 year
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Wow, what a first post. I found out yesterday that I have metastatic breast cancer. I was diagnosed in December 2018 with a very rare type that isn’t very aggressive. I had had it for years before it was found because it was a soft tumor.
And so, a randomly broken rib (with no tumor) sent me to the doctor and a CT spotted the lesion on my T7 vertebrae. It’s very small and the only tumor I have, so we have super early non-chemo intervention getting ready to happen.
I will share more about this journey (I have a long-term prognosis because of this rare type being more of a chronic thing). Hopefully I can educate about this very rare type of breast cancer. However, I’m also a riot, an author, and a smarty pants. I promise you’ll love me to bits. 😁
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robotpussy · 2 years
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Sacheen Littlefeather (Apache/Yaqui/Ariz.), the Native American actress and activist who took to the stage at the 1973 Academy Awards to reveal that Marlon Brando would not accept his Oscar for The Godfather, has died. She was 75.
Littlefeather died at noon Sunday at her home in the Northern California city of Novato surrounded by her loved ones, according to a statement sent out by her caretaker. The Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences, which reconciled with Littlefeather in June and hosted a celebration in her honor just two weeks ago, revealed the news on social media Sunday night.
Littlefeather disclosed in March 2018 that she had been diagnosed with stage 4 breast cancer, and it had metastasized in recent years. Brando had decided to boycott the March 1973 Oscars in protest of how Native Americans were portrayed onscreen as well as to pay tribute to the ongoing occupation at Wounded Knee, in which 200 members of the American Indian Movement (AIM) faced off against thousands of U.S. marshals and other federal agents in the South Dakota town. Speaking in measured tones but off-the-cuff — Brando, who told her not to touch the trophy, had given her a typed eight-page speech, but telecast producer Howard Koch informed her she had no more than 60 seconds — she continued, “And the reasons for this being are the treatment of American Indians today by the film industry … and on television in movie reruns, and also with recent happenings at Wounded Knee.” Littlefeather’s remarks were met in the building by a smattering of boos as well as applause, but public sentiment in the immediate aftermath of her appearance was largely negative. Some media outlets questioned her Native heritage (her father was Apache and Yaqui and her mother was white) and claimed she rented her costume for the ceremony, while conservative celebrities including John Wayne, Clint Eastwood and Charlton Heston — three actors who had starred in many a Western — reportedly criticized Brando and Littlefeather’s actions. As she was becoming an indelible part of Oscar lore, Wayne “was in the wings, ready to have me taken off stage,” she told the Los Angeles Times in 2016. “He had to be restrained by six security guards.” 
Regardless, nearly 50 years later, the Academy issued her an apology.
“The abuse you endured because of this statement was unwarranted and unjustified,” then-AMPAS president David Rubin wrote to her in a letter dated June 18. “The emotional burden you have lived through and the cost to your own career in our industry are irreparable. For too long the courage you showed has been unacknowledged. For this, we offer both our deepest apologies and our sincere admiration.”
Although Brando’s stunt had the intended effect of renewing attention on Wounded Knee, Littlefeather said it put her life at risk and killed her acting career, claiming that she lost guild memberships and was banned from the industry. (In addition, the Academy subsequently prohibited winners from sending proxies to accept — or reject — awards on their behalf.)
“I was blacklisted — or, you could say, ‘redlisted,'” Littlefeather said in her documentary. “Johnny Carson, Dick Cavett and others didn’t want me on their shows. … The doors were closed tight, never to reopen.”
Littlefeather managed to appear in a handful of films (The Trial of Billy Jack, Johnny Firecloud and Winterhawkamong them) before she quit acting for good and earned a degree in holistic health from Antioch University with a minor in Native American medicine. Her work in wellness included writing a health column for the Kiowa tribe newspaper in Oklahoma, teaching in the traditional Indian medicine program at St. Mary’s Hospital in Tucson, Arizona, and working with Mother Teresa on behalf of AIDS patients in the Bay Area. She would go on to serve as a founding board member of the American Indian AIDS Institute of San Francisco.
Via The Hollywood Reporter
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anzu2snow · 1 year
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Had a phone appointment with my oncologist today. A couple of days ago, I went to reach for something and then felt a pop deep in my left lower back. It suddenly was in pain. Today the pain radiated from there to my spine and to my left leg. I sometimes feel so numb that my leg buckles. I can’t feel it. There’s been spikes in the pain, too. I told her about this. She thinks it might be sciatica. She also said I have spine mets that could be affecting it. I brought up how my dizziness and nausea has gotten worse. I also have a pounding headache every so often. She became even more concerned about that. She said it sounds like I might have brain mets, and the pounding headache is caused by high pressure in my brain. Scary. I also forgot to tell her that my eyesight blurs occasionally, which could be another sign. She wants me to go to Urgent Care (UC) as soon as possible. She also suggested the ER. I think the ER treats me worse. (UC is usually nice to me.) I was thinking of going to UC Friday night. She also said they might be able to do a brain MRI while I’m there. She’ll put an order in for it. I thought the closest place to get one is their Port Orchard clinic. If they can, that’s great. She’s going to make a follow-up phone appointment early next week. I’m scared and don’t want to go yet to UC. If it’s sciatica, I wonder what they can do for the pain and weirdness. I don’t want brain mets, though. Not sure what they’ll do there if it’s that.
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faisal-h12 · 2 years
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Symptoms of breast cancer stage 4
After a diagnosis of breast cancer, doctors will find out if the cancer has spread and if so, how far. This process of determining the stage (staging) of the cancer is called staging. The symptoms of breast cancer stage 4 cancer help to know how serious the cancer is and the best way to treat it.
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beecreeper · 11 months
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Hey I hate to do this but this is really important to me
One of my best friends has been diagnosed with stage 4 breast cancer at age 29. She is literally practically my sister. Her kids even call my dad "Papa Patrick".
She has a gofund me for medical bills. Any help, even just sharing, would mean a lot.
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discount-shades · 1 year
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Sleepy Baby Part 6
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a/n: It’s a little less fluffy.
Pairing: Jake “Hangman” Seresin / Reader
Warnings: None
Word Count: 1500 ish
Summary: Jake and Kisses talk about their pasts.
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Netflix’s ‘are you still watching’ screen had long since timed out and was now flashing through images of the various shows on the streaming service. Tucked under Jake’s arm and wedged between his body and the back of your couch you watch the changing light from the TV flicker across his face. He is gazing down at you as he runs his fingers up and down your back
“You know, I’ve been with you every evening for the last two weeks,” Jake said, breaking the silence. “When did you stop going to your therapy mandated one hour weekly bar socializing sessions?”
“When some weirdo I met at a bar three months ago tracked me down at work two weeks ago.” you grin up at him as his eyes light up. 
“He sounds like a creep, you should stay away from him.” 
“Yeah I should, but unfortunately he is really good looking so I went and gave him my number and my address.” You shrug, “I can’t get rid of him now.” 
“Good looks are a blessing and a curse.” Jake sighs dramatically and you lean up to kiss his chin. 
“It’s ok that you stopped, though, right?” Jake looks down at you, “I don’t want to… I don’t know, impede your progress, or something.”
“It’s ok, she wanted me to go out and meet someone.” You grin up at him, “When I see her tomorrow she will probably be more excited than you were when I gave you my number.” 
“Not possible.” he declares. “That was the best day of my life.” You snort at his response.
“Do you want to know why?” You shift so you can rest your chin on his chest. “You can ask, you know.” 
“You’ll tell me when you are ready.” Jake shrugs, “I’m in no rush and you’re worth waiting for.” He goes back to running his fingers up and down you back. 
“I want you to know. Long story long?” You ask, “or long story short?”
“Long story long,” he replies. You take a deep breath. You want Jake to know, but sharing always gives you a weird feeling, like you are looking for pity. Part of you wants to just info-dump the story and move past it. You are also unsure of how he will respond. 
“I started dating my high school boyfriend, Ian, at seventeen,” you tell him on your exhale. “We lived outside Seattle and almost our whole friend group ended up moving there for university.” His eyes are searching yours and you turn your head so your ear is pressed against his chest. The steady beat of his heart is soothing and it is easier to talk without looking at him.
“We got engaged at twenty-three and had the whole wedding planned for when I was twenty-five.” Your breath is shaky as you inhale again. “My mother got really sick about four months before the wedding.” You blink and a tear hits Jake's shirt. “Breast cancer, it was already Stage 4 when they found it and she died about two months later.” You sniff and wipe your eyes. “My father was devastated. He had a heart attack and died about a month after my mom.”
“Oh, Kisses,” Jake wraps both arms more firmly around you and holds you close. “I’m so sorry.” 
You relax into his arms, allowing yourself to be held. “They were pretty good parents as far as parents go.” you look up at him. “They had rules and all, but everything was done with humor.” You smile in memory. “Every rule had some kind of dire and completely unrealistic consequence if it wasn't followed. They would tell me to wear my coat in the winter or I would freeze solid and they would turn me into a Christmas lawn ornament and leave me out there until spring, stuff like that. There was a lot of laughter growing up.”
“Must be where you get it from," he says. 
“Yeah,” you say sadly. “Not gonna lie, you brought some of that back.” You put your head back on his chest. “We postponed the wedding for a year. The vendors were surprisingly good about it.” 
“Ian and Beth, my best friend since the second grade, got me through their deaths.” You laugh humorlessly. “I remember feeling so lucky that my fiancé and my BFF got along so well.” I started seeing Jenn, my therapist, and I was doing a lot better. 
“A month before the second wedding date Ian and Beth were killed by a drunk driver when Ian was driving her home one night.”
“Oh, Kisses–” Jake goes to speak but you cut him off.
“That's not the best part.”
“The best part?” 
“I mean you could also call it the worst part,” you sit up and look at Jake. “She was giving him a blow job when they were hit.” Jake’s jaw drops and he is staring at you with a horrified expression. “Yeah,” you say wryly. “It turns out they had a little thing going on since high school. All our friends knew but no one told me; I don’t talk to anyone from home anymore.”
“How did you find out?” Jake sits up too, arm resting on the back of the couch.
“The police told me. I was with his parents when I found out and I just started laughing hysterically. They were so mad at me for laughing. I just stood up and walked out of their house. Didn’t help cover the funeral or anything, just left and cut contact.”
“Is that when you moved here?” Jake's eyes are searching your face. 
“No, I stayed in Seattle for about a year.” You tell him. “The really funny thing is that it turns out I was the sole beneficiary for one hell of a comprehensive accidental death insurance policy, and since the other driver was speeding and three times over the legal limit when his truck hit their car it paid out in full.”
Jake whistles under his breath. “At least you got something out of it.”
“That’s the way I choose to see it. His parents were upset that kept it all, but I feel like I've earned it.” You shrug, “Money doesn't buy happiness but it did make me feel a little better, it paid for lots of therapy in any case.”
“So after a year of me complaining about Seattle, Jenn asked me why I didn't just move. So I applied for every library position I could find in the country and got hired here and moved to San Diego. We do video call sessions now.”
“For what it is worth, I am so happy you ended up here.” Jake takes your hand in his, kissing your palm. 
“Me too,” you grin shyly at him. “I was here for four months before Jenn talked me into going out to bars to socialize. I had been going every week for about two months when I met you. And I played our song.”
Jake makes a face. “In the Navy is not our song, we can’t dance to In the Navy at our wedding.”
“Wow….  You are jumping the gun a bit there with your wedding talk, but we can dance to any song we want at our wedding, if you are not a coward.” You tell him with a grin. 
“I’ll find a better song for us,” Jake assures you. 
“What kind of experience do you have picking out songs for your relationships? I want to make sure I am trusting an expert.” You tell him.
“I’ll have you know I picked Taylor Swift's Our Song for me and my high school girlfriend.” Jake says smugly. “I’m practically the authority on relationship songs.”
“That song’s a little on the nose. How did that relationship end?” You ask, “Did the song play a role in the downfall?”
“No, with Stacy and I, it was very amicable.” Jake smiles fondly. “She was my neighbor and we started dating when we were like fourteen. We broke up after graduation when we realized that what we wanted from our future careers would not fit together. She is a professional barrel racer now and happily married to a team roper.” 
“Did you grow up on a farm, Jake Seresin?” You're grinning ear to ear, trying to picture him in a cowboy hat. Maybe holding a calf.
“No, we lived next door to Stacy's parents' horse ranch.” He says, “Our families are pretty close. I even went to her wedding where we danced to Our Song for old times sake, proving that I pick good songs.”
“Then I shall leave our song choice to the professional,” you tell him dramatically.
You stretch and check your watch, it reads 2:30AM. “It’s too late to drive,” you tell him. “Do you wanna stay the night?” He looks up at you in surprise, it's the first time you have invited him to stay over. 
“Yeah,” his voice sounds hoarse and he clears it. “Yes, I do.”
“Then come on,” You take his hand and lead him to your bedroom. You try to hide how fast your heart is beating, but when his fingers shift over the pulse in your wrist and stay there you are sure he knows.
“Do I get to finally see those PJs you described to me the other day?”
You laugh, “No, I’ll save that mystery for another day, you will get to see the sloth PJs. though.”
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Following the news that Kate Middleton has in fact been diagnosed with cancer, I’d like the take the time to offer some information on cancer in afab people and some charities to support.
Cancer is a very personal and scary thing to face, and according to Cancer Research UK, every two minutes in the uk someone is diagnosed with cancer. Over 182000 women in the uk are diagnosed every year.
Almost half of all cancer cases are diagnosed at stages 3 & 4, and screening rates for breast and cervical cancers have fallen in the last few years in England and Scotland.
According to The Eve Appeal, around 60 afab people are diagnosed with gynecological cancers alone every day in the uk, and 21 of them will not be able to receive appropriate treatment in time.
People around the world are woefully uneducated about cancer as a whole, but the stigma and lack of proper knowledge given to the public and young afab people about our own bodies means that we often go under diagnosed, or are too afraid or ashamed to see a doctor until it’s too late.
I’ll be listing some informational pages to help people learn about the signs of breast and gynecological cancers that I believe every young person with an afab reproductive system needs to know. On the pages from The Eve Appeal and Breast Cancer UK there is also information for transgender and intersex people.
All of these sites have information on how to identify possible markers of cancer, information on how to get tested, and on how to donate to their charities. I highly suggest everyone regardless of gender identity have a look through to potentially help yourself or a loved one.
-Roe
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