I've had joint aches for most of the summer. However, things have gotten progressively worse. Now that the weather has changed, it has become, at times unbearable. When I got a sore throat, and chills alternating with hot flashes, exhaustion (probably because I can't sleep at night?), I figured that I was coming down with the flu. Going into the second week, I slowly figured out that it was probably not the flu. Things got so bad this weekend that I went from three aspirin straight to the prescription stash. It helped. A lot. After taking my 'wonder drug', I discovered that my bed was spinning and swirling. I spent the night wide awake and hanging on for dear life. The aching bones became a secondary concern.
I've been reading about the side effects of tamoxifen. Each of my most problematic symptoms can be found in the side effects, and I can honestly say that this has now begun to compromise my life. But reading on the long range effectiveness of tamoxifen, I read that 'Among women with ER positive or unknown breast cancer and negative nodes who received about 5 years of treatment, overall survival at 10 years was 78.9% for Tamoxifen vs. 73.3% for control. The recurrence-free rate at 10 years was 79.2% for Tamoxifen versus 64.3% for control'.
In ten years, I'd definately like to be at the 'recurrence-free' party. (I'll bring the veggie platter).
For several months now, I've been plugging right along, keeping my stiff upper lip, telling myself "This is what you do to win against breast cancer." It is my intention to win, but here I am, wrassling with side effects, and finding myself ready to cry 'uncle'.
We'll give it a few more days, but gees. I don't know.