Poked, Prodded, and Very Sore - But Who's Complaining?!

Another emotional day yesterday.  I find myself forgetting about my breast cancer often.  Then out of the blue it slams me in the face and says "remember me, don't forget about me, If you run I will find you" (The "I will find you" part comes from Wedding Crashers and that is exactly what I hear in my head. ... I told you that cancer is CRAZY :) 

I can't get rid of this annoying tumor running my life any faster and it is starting to drive me nuts!  My MRI test showed the additional tumor - the one that my mammogram didn't show, the one that TWO different Ultrasounds didn't show.  Thank God I have surgeons that are very thourough and want to make sure they have done everything possible and found everything in there before putting me under for surgery.  Last week I felt myself be angry with my surgeon that he hadn't already done the surgery but again he is very thourough and patient - definitely nothing like me!

Yesterday the Radiologist Dr performed the MRI guided biopsy.  That was downright uncomfortable. Laying on a table face down while being poked and prodded through the underside of the table and into the bottom of my left breast was painful.  The numbing medicine hurt going in - they said the tumor was "pretty far back there" and that the "medicine and needle would hurt for a short amount of time while we tried to get to it".  Once the meds were in and I was numb, the biopsy itself was performed by something that sounded like a drill. (I'll never hear a drill the same way again). The drill sound lasted for about a minute and they placed another metal chip in that area. The chip will tell the surgeon the area that has been biopsied.  Then I had to go back into the MRI while they made sure they biopsied the right area.  Thankfully they did - I was as still as I could possibly be even with the cold "contrast" going thru my IV.

I should have the news concerning this additional tumor today or tomorrow (hopefully today) although I don't think I can take one more giant punch in the face when I hear "it's cancerous".  SO, we will hope for the best and prepare for the worst.

I'm very sore but the newly prescribed Ambiens and Xanax are definitely helping me keep my cool. I can't wait till this is all over!!

My surgery has been scheduled but I'll keep that quiet for now as I am hoping to move it up sooner.

Austin and Addie are at school today and Doug is at work.  I have a ton of work to do and catch up on so I've got to somehow clear my mind once again and get 'er done.

Again, Thank you for ALL the flowers, cards, well wishes, phone calls, and every sweet gesture you have sent my way.  

MANY HUGS!!