11 years ago today, I was about 6 weeks pregnant with our second child. I had my first OB appt with my very wonderful obstetrician that I had known for years. She noticed on the chart that it was my birthday. Normally they didn't do ultrasounds so early, especially since I was sure of my dates, but she snuck me in to give me a birthday surprise. Surprise is right- that is the day I found out that the baby was not alive. That was just the beginning of a downward spiral related to pregnancy, loss, and infertility- but it all started on my birthday. Since then, I have kind of felt like my birthday was somewhat tainted. You would think I would know better than to have a doctors appointment on my birthday!
My appointment wasn't ALL bad. The radiation doctor was very nice (and pretty cute too!), and he gave me some good news- only 5 1/2 weeks of radiation! He did say that it will for sure cause some lung damage but hopefully it won't cause any problems (ugh!). I will see him once a week during treatment. I have to come back on Thursday to get a CT scan so they can make a mold of my boob so they can know exactly where to target the radiation beams.
Since I was there, I popped over to see Fred- Dr. Young's nurse. I told her about the lump I found, so she went to find a doctor that could examine me. One of the nurse practicioners came in and did the exam. She found the lump and told me (while she was calmly but clearly freaking out a little) that it was probably just a swollen lymph node, but that we had to get it checked on ASAP. I also have a strange rash that appeared in the last couple of days- it is on my foob, just on the bottom half under the scar. It is not raised or itchy- it just looks like tons of tiny broken blood vessels, but it's not. The nurse was somewhat concerned about that also. Yeah!
So, now I am waiting on a call from the oncologists office. I will have to go into the hospital tomorrow (same place I had my original mammogram and biopsy) so that they can do more tests.
I am pretty sure I will make sure to NOT go to any doctors on my birthday ever again!
Hang in there, girl. Hopefully the "chemo-lite" will take care of it, if it's something to be taken care of, or it's just a reaction. Still sending good thoughts your way (even though I've been slow with the cards).
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