Breathing makes your boobs move

So had a nice lunch at the boathouse - less about the food more about the atmosphere. I note we like eating where the "seniors" eat. What does that say about us?

We got a little delayed but managed to make it to the MRI on time. However it took quite a bit longer so they had to notify the medical oncologist that I would be late to my 3:30 appt with him. MRIs are loud and apparently the breast MRI is the loudest. They give you ear plugs so as to not damage your hearing. They don't talk to you during the test as you might move and remaining still is so important. So important is this that she had to pull me back out of the tube and ask me to slow my breathing down and breathe more shallowly; " don't do any fancy yoga breathing"

I wasn't; I just think I was trying to stay calm. You lay face down with your breasts all udder like. It was about a 30 min laying there listening to the loud clunks, squeals, and craziness that is the MRI and trying to not move AT ALL.

Then we ran off to medical oncology. We met the nurse and the P.A. And then Dr. Naughten. He was, well, easy on the eyes. We got to look at my MRI on the screen and although he'll wait for the full report from the radiologists; there didn't appear to be anything we did not already know.

He laid out his recommendation for care -- which did vary quite a bit from other's opinion ( including a pretty strong recommendation for chemo). He gave us a lot to think about and agreed with the radiation people that the window for surgery was plenty enough to wait ( and not stress) about the delay on the genetic test. He also discussed options, even if gene positive, aside from major surgery.

The radiation oncologist and team were super dooper this morning and were pretty supportive about me getting partial breast radiation rather than full (though that final decision won't be made until after surgery).

We love how direct people are here -- how informative they are-- how supportive they are in their presentation about the decisions being mine to make -- how cheerful and fun they all seem to be. They all handled my crazy cait-ness and irreverence very well; even when I threatened to kick Dr. Naughten in the shin.

I've had sooo many people "taking care" here and not one has left me feeling worse or sad or anything but really comfortable and that they cared about their patients, loved their job, and loved their co-workers. This is a special group for real. We are lucky to have the option for good care by great people.


 

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