Well-done
It was no April Fool's joke.
I'm officially all done being "baked."
I have to return in a week for the radiologist to check my skin.
And then I think in a few more weeks I have to start having some tests done, and meet with my oncologist again. (I'm a little confused about who I see when, but I'll get it all straightened out eventually).
Next step is to make an appointment with a plastic surgeon to discuss when I can have my preventative right mastectomy and complete reconstruction.
My husband and I were going to go out to celebrate tonight, but I was up for 4 hours last night with some sort of stomach virus (I'll spare you the details), and I seem to be running a slight fever.
So everyone drink a glass of wine for me (or a beer, a chocolate martini, a shot of anything, or a margarita), and celebrate the end of this phase of my treatment.
Breast Cancer Be Gone!



I'm not sure what I'm going to do with these two. They keep passing their illness back and forth.






