Breast Cancer

The Food and Drug Administration approved Enhertu for the treatment of unresectable or metastatic HER2-low breast cancer — marking the first targeted drug for this newly defined breast cancer subtype.

When my grandmother passed, I noticed my aunt was ruder than usual, and I wondered if I was like that during my cancer experience... and if the pain I was going through excused that behavior.

Findings from a recently published study demonstrated that only a small percentage of women — all with breast cancer — who received silicone breast implants underwent the recommended screening to assess for potential ruptures.

Despite how caring they may be, certain people in our life had a difficult time being there for the realities of my daughter’s cancer experience.

The findings add to a growing body of literature that demonstrate coffee and/or tea consumption is not detrimental to breast cancer survivors, according to the study authors.

Losing my hair from breast cancer treatments was an emotional experience for me and helped me empathize with others who also lost their hair.

I felt her authenticity and her genuine care for me. I felt safe.

I was feeling fatigued after undergoing breast cancer treatment, but once I started walking multiple times a week, I noticed that I felt much better.

Drawing helped me stay grounded while my wife was going through cancer treatment.

It baffles me that people take advantage of patients with cancer by peddling fake cures.

Hormone-replacement therapy did not increase chances of death in patients with breast cancer, but certain patient groups may have a higher chance of recurrence from the treatment.

The use of oral paclitaxel and encequidar induced superior outcomes in a group of patients with metastatic breast cancer, compared with paclitaxel delivered intravenously.

Surviving cancer made me thankful for each day. After all, the human lifespan is limited.

If approved, Enhertu may “redefine how we classify and treat metastatic breast cancer,” according to a representative from the drug’s manufacturer.

This year, I returned to the American Society of Clinical Oncology meeting, where I heard about the latest advancements in cancer care, as well as met with fellow patients and advocates.

Investigators are analyzing the novel drug, OP-1250, both as a single-agent treatment option and in combination with Ibrance in patients with recurrent, locally advanced or metastatic ER-positive/HER2-negative breast cancer.

After experiencing complications from breast reconstruction, I’ve decided to go “fabulously flat” and evict my implants.

I would be devastated if my husband left me during my cancer experience. Unfortunately, that is a reality for some people.

At first, I was apprehensive about a male doctor treating my breast cancer, but I soon realized that he was treating me as he would his own family members — and that made me realize that I was in good hands.

Beyond its lessons, cancer has also brought, along with the fear and anxiety, a conviction to empower myself and to create a life that I deserve: One in which joy can triumph over that fear and that anxiety.

If I make a wrong turn while hiking, I backtrack until I find my way again. I’ve decided that it’s OK to do the same thing when it comes to finding a cancer care team.

The FDA has permitted the manufacturer of a novel drug to continue a phase 3 clinical trial investigating the effects of treatment with a novel drug in patients with HER2/neu-positive primary breast cancer.

When a friend with metastatic breast cancer said that her cancer responded to treatment and she was excited to stop taking daily pills, I thought that something must have been miscommunicated to her.

I typically don’t use cancer labels, such as “survivor” or “thriver,” but when I heard about COVID-19 “long-haulers,” the term resonated with me.

Treatment with praluzatamab ravtansine improved outcomes in some patients with breast cancer, though one expert noted further study of the drug is needed.

I did not wear my prosthetic breast for my son’s wedding, but I did pack some lymphedema essentials for my trip.

After decades of dealing with type 1 diabetes, I was taking care of my ailing parents when I received a breast cancer diagnosis.

At a neighbor’s funeral, I realized that people have their own hardships, too, and there is a time and a place to discuss my cancer diagnosis.

This past year amid the COVID-19 pandemic has highlighted just how extraordinary and wonderful Anne Draxl, B.S.N., RN, is for our practice.

As I reflect on the month of June, I see it as my “rebirth,” as four years ago, I was diagnosed with cancer, and my life has not been the same ever since.