It took me almost three hours to get ready to go to the doctor's the next morning. All I had to do was shower, dress and brush my teeth, but my heart rate and bp kept getting too high and I felt faint and needed to lie down repeatedly.

John came home and picked me up and we were on our way. The appointment was for 10:45 a.m. We didn't get home until after 3:00 p.m. I couldn't walk, so John got me a wheel chair. They now know us by sight at the front desk of the oncology center and greeted us by name. That was kind of nice, actually :-)

Vitals showed I had lost three pounds between Monday and Friday. I was severely dehydrated and after we talked with Dr. Huang, I had an IV of fluids and anti-nausea medication (Zofran). My veins were waving a white flag of surrender and it took three nurses three tries to get an IV into my left arm. That made six sticks in one week. The infusion took a long time, but I did feel better afterwards and was able to have a bite to eat when we got home. The nurses told me that if I need chemo, the surgeon will put in a port. I've never had a port before. My surgeon apparently prefers to put them in the arm rather than the chest.

The CT chest scan did not resolve the question about my rib area and my lungs. All irregularities are too small to biopsy, so we have to keep and eye on them. Dr. Huang and I have learned how to communicate with one another now and she does know her stuff. I feel way way better about her!

Game plan is: 3/10: See Dr. Gunn (surgeon) to schedule double mastectomy and go over the procedure in a bit more detail. I still do not want any kind of reconstruction.

On 3/11, I see the palliative care nurse, Karen Williams.

On 3/12, I see the social worker, Paige Capbell who will help me deal with the crippling anxiety and depression I am having ttruouble controlling. On 3/28, I see Dr.Huang again to see what they found in the pathology studies and work up the necessary after surgery treatment. Sometime between 3/12 and 3/28, I will have my double mastectomy.