Shrinking the Silence

Sharing a voice on living with rare disease

Another year of being rare — February 28, 2018

Another year of being rare

Today is Rare Disease day. Last year on this same day was the first time I shared my story on social media and I can definitely say I’ve never put myself out there like that before, but I’m so glad I did because in the rare disease and chronic illness community, we need as many voices out there. I’ve also learnt more about myself than I could have ever imagined at the same time.

The hashtag for this year’s Rare Disease Day is #ShowYourRare.

Here’s what my rare looks like in a year:

  • Close to 50 regular blood tests, then add a few from hospital stays
  • My portacath accessed close to 50 times for IV treatment
  • Give or take 30 hot and humid summer days struggling to stay hydrated with no colon – the struggle is real
  • Unknown impact on my fertility
  • 6 day procedures
  • 2 new doctors making it a total of 6 specialists I regularly see
  • 1 amazing treatment with no name, keeping my desmoid tumour stable with next to no side effects, and all thanks to research.

Research also happens to be the theme of 2018 and is so important for rare diseases. Trial and experimental drugs, like what I’m on at the moment, offer so much hope for diseases like desmoid tumours where the treatment path isn’t as clear cut because there aren’t enough patients to base success rates off.

This year I will need to rely on research and other options once again because the stock of the drug I’m currently on expires this year.

I am also so lucky that my rare also looks like this:

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I have my challenges but my rare disease was caught in time to be treated effectively and not reactively, and I can continue to live a full life.

January — January 31, 2018
Cancer and me — January 18, 2018

Cancer and me

I have a funny relationship with cancer. It keeps wanting to crawl into my life. It has a few friends on the inside of my body who are getting the area ready for cancer to grow and be victorious. (as is the nature of FAP where pre cancerous polyps grow in my stomach, duodenum and ampulla). But I’m one step ahead and they’re out of my life before cancer can take over.

I do have a relationship with cancer’s close cousin, the desmoid tumour. Unlike your typical cancers he isn’t malignant and doesn’t spread. He’s benign, but don’t underestimate his power, he is on cancer’s side not mine. He wants to rule my whole abdomen and when left to his own means he will do exactly that and take down nearby places like my urethra in the process.

We’re getting along at the moment and I couldn’t be happier. My body has claimed back it’s own space for now.

Then there’s the people on my team, taking a stand against cancer with me. The nurses I see every fortnight for my treatment and my oncologist who makes himself available to answer any of my questions or concerns, and is finding me the best treatment. And my family and friends who are there for me all the time.

Keep trying, cancer!

When bad news strikes — October 15, 2017
2 years on from my surgery — September 4, 2017
Catching up on my thoughts — June 8, 2017

Catching up on my thoughts

I didn’t realise there were so many things and emotions I’d built up over the two years since finding out I had FAP until now, and a lot of my blog posts so far have been catching up on this time of my life that has been crazy and overwhelming at times.

Since sitting down to write this blog I’ve actually realised that 2017 has been a good year so far. A good year for me right now probably doesn’t look like the typical 27-year old’s good year, but given what was thrown at me in 2015-2016 I’ll take it. Continue reading

Learning to trust — May 30, 2017
When there’s no end in sight — April 19, 2017
You’re making poor choices for a 22 year old — March 10, 2017