It's a beautiful day

Last night I went to sleep, after I drank the champagne Tonys dad brought in for me, listening to U2. I drifted off listening to "it's a Beautiful Day"....

I started off the day today with the nurse, Irish, asking if I drank my champagne last night(since she conspired with me and got an ice bucket to put it in....don't worry-it was a small bottle!). She also confided that she was the one on the floor the other day when I refused to come to this ward....she had been the one to fight getting me here. She said, "this is where you belong...with the boob nurses not those gyno ones, we're a more fun team down here". Both teams have been amazing.

So the first of the good news today....the doctor came in to say the test results look good. So that is a very beautiful way to start the day.  The next step is to do the bone scan and cat scan. I am in the queue (once again) for those tests. They typically start with external patients and then take internal. Once those are done they send the results to the doctor and he and the breastcare nurse come back later today with those.  Then we'll also know the treatment going forward at that time. We'll log back in when we know....keep those positive energies coming!!!!!!

So ....another hurdle jumped without any issues....running hard to get over the next one. It's so much easier to get through times like these by having people like you around. Thank you.

Xx,
LT