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Lymphedema: 2 Years Later And Still Not Over It

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Last year I wrote a very popular post, Lymphedema And How It Changed My Life.  It went viral…well, as viral as a lymphedema post was going to get.  It resonated with a lot of people.  I wrote about how angry I was at getting lymphedema after being diagnosed  with breast cancer and going through hell to get it out of my body.  I wrote about how uncomfortable it made me feel in my own skin; how ugly I found myself.  I wrote about how its very presence was a daily reminder of my cancer and the fact that it could always come back to my life in a terminal form.  I wrote about how sometimes I thought I would rather not live at all than live with lymphedema for the rest of my life.

I want to say that a year later all is well.  I want to say that a year later I’ve come to terms with this condition and the fact that it’s never going away.  I want to say that it no longer reminds me of the cancer that is in my blood stream right now, hiding, sneaking in and out of my organs.  I want to say that a year later, it’s under control.  But I can’t say these things.  I just can’t.

It’s a year later and I’m still pissed off.  I’m pissed that I have to take time out of my week, twice a week to keep my lymphedema under control.  I love my OTs at Shechter Care with all my heart and they are amazing, but even they are hoping that soon they can get me to the point where I don’t have to come so often.  I’m pissed off that I have to take time out of my day, nearly every day to pump my arm.  I’m pissed off that I have to go to sleep every night with my arm wrapped.  I’m pissed that I have to roll my wraps every night.  I’m pissed that when I look in the mirror, one of the only things I see is my big arm.  Nothing else.  I’m still pissed off that this was done to me.  I’m still pissed off that I didn’t get the care I needed at a time when this could have been kept under control.  I’m pissed that I don’t feel beautiful.

I’M PISSED!!!!!!

There are some positives.  This year I learned to wrap my bandages myself.  While I hate doing it, it gives me a sense of control.  I’ve been able to get swelling under control that way.  I believe that with hard work the swelling will decrease.  It already has.  It’s just take a super long time on me for some reason.

I also think that there are a lot of advances happening within the medical field.  More and more doctors are starting to understand this condition and are acknowledging that it’s a terrible condition to live with.  There are more studies and trials happening.  They are perfecting the lymph node transfer and other surgeries (although I don’t feel confident enough in the science to do it myself yet).  There is hope on the horizon.  I truly believe that there will be some real help for men and women like me in my lifetime.  Maybe not a cure but something that will make living with this condition so much easier.

I struggle every day knowing that I have to live with lymphedema the rest of my life.  I get depressed often.  But at the same time, I have hope.  I have hope that science will make advances.  I have hope that my body will finally cooperate and that there will be a turning point in my care.  I have hope that I will get this under control.

Maybe not today.  Maybe not tomorrow.  But maybe next year, on March 6, World Lymphedema Day, I’ll be writing a different blog post.  Maybe I’ll write about how I don’t hide myself.  Maybe I’ll write that I don’t think about my arm and cancer all day long.  Maybe I’ll write about how I feel like I can live my life confidently again.  Maybe, just maybe, I’ll be able to write about a major medical breakthrough.

One year…I can do one more year.

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5 thoughts on “Lymphedema: 2 Years Later And Still Not Over It

  1. So sorry you have to live with this. The constant reminders are horrible. At least you can find some good time in between them.

  2. The struggle is real. I am sorry you’re having to deal with the collateral damage not everyone likes to talk about. I am glad there seem to be more awareness about this condition. I’ve been lucky so far, but I know I am still at risk of developing this. Like you, I really hope treatments improve and patients are able to live better quality life. I wish we were REALLY done with cancer after treatments end. But sadly, we know better. xoxo

    • It really sucks. It’s a daily thing which makes it so hard. You are very lucky to not have developed it and I hope it stays that way. Thanks for reading!

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