Thanks for the Mammories....

     Throughout the 2 1/2 years of my cancer journey, I have had to do a lot of things that I did not want to do...surgeries, chemo, procedures, biopsies, scans, treatments, endless appointments.  But this becomes part of your new life, and you may grit your teeth, shed a few tears, scream that it is not fair a few times, and then you just move forward because you have to. So let me introduce you to my newest life altering decision...Portia.      To get a port or not get a port...that was the question.  When I had my babies, the nurses always bragged about my veins.  They were nice and plump, easy to get a IV needle into.  Sadly, long term IV treatments damage your skin and veins, leaving them difficult to access. My last four or five infusions involved two attempts to get my IV in. The only good vein left is in the crook of my right arm. Something that never used to bother me, suddenly was making me anxious in the hour before getting stuck. I knew it was time to consider a port.   

Although this was definitely a week full of anxiety... the week turned out to be full of blessings!     Monday I had a routine CT scan of my chest area. Although I was dealing with  scanxiety issues...from what I could decipher from the report, I felt pretty good about it.       Wednesday, my doctor confirmed that it was indeed a good scan.  She said that we like to see the word  stable on these reports.  So stable I shall be!  This is good to know because, I don't know if you have ever tried to read a radiology report, but they full of terminology that we do not use...ever.  So for you other patients out there like me, who cannot wait the two days for your appointment without looking at the report, the Living Beyond Breast Cancer website does provide a glossary of terms that may help define some of those wacky terms.      After receiving my relieving news of stability, my friend, Becky, and I went to spend some quality time together in the infusion area while getting trea