I Did It...No Further Conventional Treatment
Yesterday was the day I told my MO that I'm not doing anything more. He was not mad but "saddened." He tried to convince me for about an hour. He still thinks he can "chip away" at me with the Tamoxifen. He will be monitoring me every couple of months. I am his first breast cancer patient to turn down everything.
It was hard to do, and I cried like a baby last night. I'm not a crier. I hate how all these decisions have to be made so quickly. Dang, I spent more time deciding on the height of my granite backsplash. It is what it is.
My gut feeling says no more, so I'm listening to it. I'm going alternative and not looking back.
Onward and upward!