The drink up on my face last night and the heavy lube of Aquafor in my nostrils and around my lips has been a miracle.  My skin is was dry and it was comforting to be able to sleep through the night without the sharp sensation of air drying out and once moist area (gross).  This includes bum, lips, nostril and side of eyes where several tears have been shed.  If it is an area that (can) experiences moisture, I can only assume that the ‘chemicals’ from my first treatment have left a dried acidic trail that tends to be somewhat itchy.

Although I planned to take the day off, I worked from home instead.  I am feeling very good.  I do have some rumbling below the equator and have been looking at the Imodium and Stool Softeners trying to determine which this way is going to go.

By 10:00 I decided to step out and pick up Kelly’s finalized senior pictures; I love them all!  I stopped at Jo-Anns to to get some saddle pad fabrics for Christmas orders as well as some NFL themed fabrics for Christmas presents that we will be making for our Secret Santa picks!

I experienced my first weirdness of neuropathy when I tried to shut the mudroom door.  First I got a blast of electricity in my right hand through to my fingertips and then the tip had a numb yet tingly feeling.  I could only equate it to holding Scout’s ‘safety’ color in my hand while passing through the wire.  Sorry Scout, that zap SUCKS.  Maybe this is not neuropathy and just a weird freak thing that happened.

I had been going through the next couple of days not thinking much about the procedure or the results.  Except when I actaully looked at my boob which looked like it had been hit with a baseball bat.  Lots of bruising resulting from the pushing to get the right tissue for the biopsy.  I felt like a 90 year old lady that get a bruise because the wind blew.  Ah well.

I had just gotten back to my desk after attending a work a baby shower when I saw a missed call from St Francis’ main number on my cell phone.  I listened to the voice mail and it was Deb asking me to give a her call a back.  So I did.  And I got her voicemail.  After a few minutes of telephone tag, we reached each other and she asked me if it was ok to talk.  I was a little nervous but anxious to hear her say that everything was clean.  But that’s not what she said.  She said that the preliminary results had come back and the results were positive for breast cancer.  Invasive Ductal Carcinoma.  I was in a daze.   I listened to everything she was saying but still felt like it wasn’t me sitting in my chair.  She was able to get me a 3 p.m. appointment with Dr. Kim Caprio so we could talk about what this meant and next steps.

I remember hanging up the phone, and Ellen already out of her seat and at my desk giving me a hug.  Of course I started to cry.