1. I had to sleep sitting up (which is probably part of the reason I wasn't sleeping well and felt the earthquake a few days ago - and one last week that only one other person that I know of felt - may or may not have happened. I was also on pain meds so draw your own conclusions)
2. I've had to wear stretchy pants and oversized t-shirts for a solid week. I looked bad enough not to have to don the gag-gift Scooby Doo t-shirt when I ran out of all of my better ones. We're on to better fashion now I hope :)
3. I had to move it around every time I sat down. Really not a big deal, but I'll add it to the list anyway.
4. I was constantly aware that there was another tube stuck in me. This actually didn't bother me as much as I thought it would, but each time I had a little pain or something felt abnormal I would worry that the tube was moving. It wasn't.
The other good news was that she further explained the pathology report from the tissue that she removed last week. I won't try to explain it on here, but what it meant was that ALL of the cancer from the site of the tumor - both the invasive and noninvasive (the beginning of cancer type) - is GONE!!!!! Praise God for good news!! This doesn't change the next courses of treatment - still looking at chemo, radiation, Herceptin, and Tamoxifen. But it does mean that God allowed her to accomplish her goal of removing all the evident cancer. The rest of the treatment is kind of precautionary. Just in case one little cell snickered and got away and has plans of taking up residence somewhere else. The rest of the treatment is aimed at finding that stinky cell (if it exists) and getting rid of it too.
It was a good day. My friend Lisa was such a trooper, drove me there with my flighty directions, sat and read and waited so patiently while I was at all my appointments. We even got to see some fun hairpieces - and some not so fun hairpieces! I had no idea they made so many choices in wigs, scarves, etc. for hair loss. I told her I was going to be a red head. It's my chance. I've always wanted to be one. I'm not joking. I wanted to dye my hair when I was younger, but my mom wouldn't let me - good thinking Mom! I even married a red-head, and I didn't even get a red-headed child. So maybe this is God's way of letting me be auburn for a while. We'll see. It was a fun day - good to get good news and spend the morning with a good friend!
1 comment:
Too funny, your want for red hair. In my youth all I wanted to do was get rid of mine and be a brunette :)!
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