Taxotears Turns Ten

Later this year will be a bittersweet celebration for myself and many ladies from around the world. Bitter because it marks the anniversary of the birth of a highly successful support group that I have been involved with from the first day.

Ten years ago I found myself in a situation that not only shook me to my core, but also left me with the need to track down others that had been disfigured like myself. What was this disfiguration? The year before I had been given a chemotherapy drug, Taxotere, as part of my treatment for breast cancer. Instead of my hair growing back, as I was told it would, I remained looking like an orangutan—an ugly freak. My doctor told me that the drug company, Sanofi-Aventis, had informed him I was only the third or fourth person in the world that this has happened to! So there must be two or three others out there somewhere, and I vowed to track them down. I hadn’t banked on it being so easy.

The first lady I found was Pam, from Oklahoma, and we decided to find others and create a support group. Cynthia then joined us and she created a website for our group of monk look-a-likes. Little did we know in those early days, how successful the group would become in finding so many ladies. We are now a large, thriving global group, with a constant stream of new members. It’s a group none of use wanted to join and it comes with a lifetime membership.

Now on to the sweet bit.

This group is a safe place for all members, there’s nobody to judge us and accuse us of not being grateful for being alive, which happens to us constantly. These people hear us but do NOT listen to us. They don’t want to understand our message. So we know that when we lend a shoulder to cry on, sometimes just listen, tell our stories and share tips that nobody ‘gets it’ more than we do. What would we have done without this support group? I have no idea, but I do know it’s been an incredible help to us all. We might not be happy to be in this situation but we are sure as hell happy to have each other.

This week I was invited to be interviewed for a radio podcast show for “inspirational authors’ so I asked our members what the group meant to them. I would like to share some of their comments with you.

“This group has given me strength and courage.” — Pam

“This group means I’m not alone.” — Chrissy

“Ladies understand how I feel when no one else does.” — Susan

“I’m not a freak.” — Erica

“This group has taken me from a place of isolation and despair to a place of understanding, validation and most of all hope.” — Suzanne

These are just a few of the comments I received.

I will end this blog on that sweet note, not only sweet because of how we feel about our support group but because it’s a good excuse to have another slice of cake!
Happy birthday to the amazing ‘Taxotears’ group!

7 thoughts on “Taxotears Turns Ten

  1. Although I just joined last week, I have been a missing support group member for 17 years. So glad to have found you! Happy Birthday to my new found friends!

  2. I love this group and it means the world to me to know that I’m not alone. It’s like breast cancer, once you have it you become part of a sisterhood that you didn’t ask for but find yourself in. This group is the same, we didn’t ask for a life time of disfigurement but we got it and together we are learning to make the best of it.

  3. This is a wonderful group, and even though I’m a relatively new member too, I find that just knowing that there are others out there who truly understand what it means to have this horrible, permanent side effect makes the burden just a little easier to carry. Happy Birthday to the group!

  4. Thank goodness I found this site. I knew something was wrong and my oncologist was no help. It has been great to be able to discuss our problems as “outsiders” do not truly understand what we are going through. It becomes so consuming mentally.

  5. Besides the support we give each other, I believe we’re going to make a difference for future breast cancer patients. The right to informed consent is long overdue. Never underestimate the power of pissed-off women!

  6. I never realized how important having hair was to me until mine was literally stolen from me forever and I was left looking like a freak – forever. I have not had a full head of hair for 5 1/2 years and I am so grateful to have found this group. In addition to my onologist initially saying “it could not be from the chemo” (she now warns her patients) I had to educate the dermatologist I saw, directing her to published case studies. I actually had several dermatologists looking at my bald head on that fateful day that confirmed via scalp biopsy that my alopecia is the result of Taxotere. This is a REAL side effect and one I probably would not have followed up on if it had not been for this group. I probably would have thought I was the only one. . . Thank you, Aheadofourtime, Taxotears, and social media for bringing us together. Thank you Shirley, and Cynthia and of course, Pam, for finding each other and confirming that we are NOT single isolated cases! From the bottom of my heart. Happy birthday!

  7. While I am not an insider to this group, I have been facing the “what is my definition of quality of life” question since my oncologist recommended Taxotere/Cytoxan last week. I had resolved myself to the side of effects of Arimidex… Joint/muscle pain (that I already have), weight gain and fatigue. The thought of adding permanent hair loss, neuropathy (also already have), leg swelling, mouth sores, more fatigue, etc. When I mentioned hair loss as a concern to my onc he said “at least your hair will grow back…unlike mine”.
    Just wanted you to know that, even though I am not a part of this beautiful group, I appreciate your feelings of betrayal and loss. Thank you for being real.

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