After my diagnosis the cancer treatment coordinator called me
and set me up with a long list of appointments.
I was so grateful to have a plan of action,
even if it was just tests and we hadn't gotten to the treatment yet.
Day 1: Bone Scan
I had never been radioactive before and thought it was pretty cool.
That is until they told me I couldn't be near my daughter until the next morning!
That scan was kind of like a day at the spa.
After I was injected, I had to wait 2 hours to let the tracer work it's way through my body.
My husband took me to The Cheesecake Factory for a belated anniversary celebration.
It was raining outside and cozy with just the two of us eating without any high maintenance little people.
When we returned to the hospital, they wrapped me in a warm blanket, swaddled me like a baby
and slid me back and forth through the machine on a vibrating table.
Piece of cake.
Day 2: CT Scan
This test was harder for a lot of reasons.
First I wasn't allowed to eat or drink anything for a few hours before I arrived.
Then when I arrived I had to drink this enormous cup full of tracer liquid.
It tasted like some sort of lukewarm sewer water.
It was awful.
I wanted to throw it up, but I kept thinking then I would have to start all over.
So I kept it down.
The CT tech gave me the most painful IV I have ever had and slid me through the machine.
I had diarrhea for 2 days.
Day 3: Pre-Op Intake Meeting
I had to undress and then the PA and medical student felt my lumps.
After that they took pictures of me in nothing but a pair of tiny disposable underwear.
I felt like I was in a bad Lifetime sex trade movie.
Not my favorite, but there was no needle or fasting or disgusting liquid.
Day 4: MUGA Scan
I was getting pretty tired of needles by this time.
This scan was to see if my heart was strong enough for chemotherapy.
The tech was exceptionally wonderful and skilled with 40 years of experience.
I wanted to tuck him in my pocket and make him do my IV every time.
He kept me entertained with stories about his life and played the Beatles while I was scanned.
Today I meet with 4 doctors.
A general surgeon, a plastic surgeon, a geneticist and a hematologist/oncologist.
I am anxious to hear the testing results and treatment plan.
And hopeful I will be comfortable with it.
I just want to zap this beast cancer!
Stay tuned for the results...