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    Gertrude is the name we decided to call my cancerous breast hence the title of this blog. Although I had to keep my breast through chemo and radiation due to the nature of IBC - once it 'blew up' it no longer looked like my breast and I couldn't wait to get rid of it. Calling it Gertrude was a way of seperating it from myself. This main page is where I write about the general goings on that relate to Gertrude, there is another page that are more a diary of treatments etc This blog is a public blog so although I am being very honest about my battle with Gertrude I have "changed names to protect the innocent" - because everyone can see it if you write comments on the blog pages please use the same abbreviations for other family member or friends that I do. Please feel free to ask questions if you want clarification because then other people who might have been wondering the same thing can read your question and our answers.
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    OH- Other Half (Hubby), OD- Oldest Daughter, MD- Middle Daugher, YD- Youngest Daughter, SB- soulja boi MD's fiance in the army (now ex fiance), OD's R OD's partner, BS- Breast surgeon whose initials just happen to be BS as well, BC- our GP (family doctor), Dr H- my medical oncologist, all other friends family etc will be referred to as initials etc
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OMG!!!! is how I feel at the moment. 
I went to see my GP (family doctor) yesterday for the first time since he sent me to the private breast clinic back at the end of July last year where I got my diagnosis.  I have been so busy with other doctors and treatment since then I hadn’t had a need to go to see him for anything. 
I gave him a hug and thanked him for sending me to the breast clinic and me being diagnosed so soon.  He looked sheepish and said “It was more by good luck than good management – I thought I was looking after an infection”.  He didn’t have a clue that my big enormous “mastitis looking” breast was Inflammatory Breast Cancer.  He said if it hadn’t been as bad as it was it probably would have been another month before he had sent me to the breast clinic querying cancer and by then I wouldn’t be sitting across from him smiling now.
WOW!!! I’m still grateful that he sent me when he did but slightly in shock how close I came to not being diagnosed in time. 
My family don’t understand the level of this shock – all saying “well just be really glad he sent you” ,  but having read the stories of some people on my IBC support network, I know how much quick diagnosis can change the outcome.   I would have been STAGE IV (metastatic cancer) if he had waited.
I’m grateful that he was honest with me but still OMG WOW!!!!  Just as well the breast clinic knew!!!!

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  1. jayne

     /  March 27, 2009

    And I thought OMG, you looked great when I saw you ever so briefly on Thursday so roll on all the “OMG’s” for the end of April/May and beyond and especially when your holiday is in sight and then I will be saying “OMG, I’m so jealous, wish I was going too!”.
    Jayne. x


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