Well, the day started off kind of scary. As Jeremy and I left Tyler at 5:30am, we drove straight through a line of sever storms that were leaving Dallas and heading to Tyler. So although I tried to nap in the car, I kept freaking out over the high wind gusts, bright lightning and blankets of rain that was coming down. At one point, I'm sure Jeremy was only going 45 mph on a busy highway.
But we did finally make it to Dallas in one piece! My first stop of the day was a gastric emptying study that Dr. R. ordered. This was the most boring test ever. And I've had a lot of them. First off, you have to eat a plate of radioactive eggs. You read that right. Eggs that have been coated in a radioactive dye they can trace through my stomach. I've endured so much radiation over the years, I'm surprised I don't glow in the dark or morph into a super hero or crazy villain that tries to take over the world. So the first part of the test requires to you lay on a table for 60 minutes straight while they take x-rays of my stomach. Then, you get up and move around for an hour. Then you come back and lay still for 1 minute to take another picture. This process goes on for four hours. Oh and you can't eat or drink anything until after the entire test is done. I don't get finished until 1:45pm - and by this time I'm starving and pissy.
So my next stop is to get my Herceptin therapy. Although they were running behind in the infusion center, I was still able to sit back in a recliner, drink some juice and a Glucerna, and finally relax after my hectic morning. I enjoyed watching SVU on the small TV and was finally getting back into my good mood.
My final stop of the day was to see Dr. A. - Yay! After some bumpy morning appointments I've had in the past, I was glad to see him in the afternoon because - as I predicted - he was in a much better mood and I didn't feel like he was in a rush at all. In fact, he might have even been happy to see me lol. He inspected all my wounds, which he of course said are looking great and should be completely fine in a few weeks. Then no more bandages! Whoo hoo. He did pump my expander up (sweet!) although it wasn't very much. It didn't give me much volume, but it did help plump out some of the creases I still had and helped even out some of the puckered skin on my sides, so I'm feeling pretty good about it. I was even more excited when he told me he can fill them a couple more times and get them up to almost double their size, which is a little bigger than what I had before. Sweet! I'll take one of my old bras with me on my visit so we can form a plan to get them back to that size. Once he fills them up to my liking, he said they'll have to stay in until next Spring, which gives me plenty of time to save up some paid time off at work and get myself prepared. The implant surgery is not near as extensive as the mastectomy, but I still have to psych myself up to let someone cut open my boobs again. AND he said when they put in the implants they will take out the mediport, which will signal the end of my treatments and officially wrap up this 'saga' in my life. I'll probably shoot for surgery at the end of April, but I guess I can still say I'm getting new boobs for my anniversary? lol!
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