June 26, 2009

The Breast MRI was successful yesterday morning. However, the trip to get there was pretty frustrating. My GPS said the fastest route was going up route 28. I knew something was up with that road but wasn't sure what. There was a detour that made you go across the river near the zoo and then cross back later on. I heard on the news that there was an accident near the zoo but wasn't sure how it would affect me. Apparently it made a stoplight malfunction and it wouldn't turn green. After waiting in line about 10 minutes, cars decided to go through it carefully. I was one of those.

I was supposed to be at the hospital in Kittaning (57 miles away) at 10:30 a.m. to register. I was okay on time until I got to the Kittaning exits. This is where my GPS failed me. It would tell me to take the exit right, however there were TWO exits right. I couldn't tell on the screen which one I wanted until it was too late. There is a West Kittaning and East Kittaning. I kept going around in circles until I decided to ignore the GPS and follow the big "H" signs. I ended up getting there at 10:59. My appointment was at 11:00 a.m. As soon as I walked into radiology they ushered me into the back. They sent for the iv lady instead of trying to see if they could get it themselves. I thought that was very nice of them.

The whole process took about 25 minutes. At one point, after they started the contrast, I had this urge to throw up. As soon as I told the technician that, the urge went away. I then waited about 15 minutes while they put the images on CD for me to take to Dr. Z.

I decided to go the same way home (only because the tech told me the detour was for northbound 28). I stopped at Pittsburgh Mills and had lunch at Sonic. I used to stop there when we lived in Kingsville, TX and MFD was little, because of their tator tots.

I took 28 to 65 and stopped at the Sewickley Library to see MFD. She informed me at that time that Farrah Fawcett had passed. How sad.

After I got home, MFS was packing up to go back to State College. He has an interview at the local public access station there next week. Please think good thoughts for him.

A few hours later, I heard that Michael Jackson had passed. MFD and I were texting each other the news. There were so many people online and apparently using their cell phones that our texts were taking over 30 minutes to get to each other.

While I was laying down, I received a call from Dr. Z. He already HAD THE RESULTS from the MRI. I was amazed that he had them that quick, went over them and called me. All in the same day. He said that the area of the tumor had not changed but that there were substantial changes in the make-up of the tumor itself. Not quite sure what that means but I'm telling myself it's good news. He also didn't think that I would need a mammogram if I had an MRI. He's looking into canceling that for me and will let me know.

We talked about radiation. He said it would be 5 days a week and last for 7 weeks. I had no idea. He is also looking into having it done somewhere close to me so I don't have to go dahntahn every day and can still work. I don't think that the radiation takes that long but I'm not sure.

I had hoped that today would be another lazy day but Mr. Whacko's stomach won't allow it. We're out of canned dog food and almost out of dry. I need to make an effort to get that for him. I think it's also time to end this right now as Chas is under the desk and putting his paws on my toes. Any second now, his claws will come out, trying to get me to move and let him outside. I'm moving, I'm moving!

Take care all.