Ready, Set, Chemo!

It's Monday! I was going to say happy Monday, but that just seems like an oxymoron. We had a good weekend and managed to get a lot accomplished without feeling completely insane. Steve is turning into an excellent Mr. Mom and domestic goddess :). The highlight of the weekend for me was a visit from some very good friends that we don't get to see all that often. It felt so great to catch up and laugh! In fact, it felt just like the "old days". What exactly are the old days? You know, the days before kids, mortgages and responsibilities. Oh right, thooooooose days. Don't get me wrong, I adore my kids. I'm not sure I would say that I adore my mortgage, but I do love my house. I don't think anyone adores responsibility, but it does make us who we are. And, I am so far off my orginial purpose of this update that even Jillian (the completely annoying lady that lives in the GPS who constantly says "recalculating") can't help me...

We met with my oncologist this morning. I was glad Steve had a chance to meet her today. I really do like her. She went over all of my testing from last week and overall is pleased with where we stand as far as treatment. It was interesting to hear her talk about how obsessed she and the other doctors on my team were about getting the results. Apparently I am the talk of the cancer and breast surgeon communities these days! She said, we were thrilled that you're HER II positive (a partial description of my cancer's make-up), we have the antidote for that one. "We're all rooting for you, you're going to beat this". Yay for antidotes and treatable cancers! I brought my notebook full of questions (once a teacher, always a teacher) and she was able to answer them. She even gave me hell for being so organized, she said her patients that are teachers always are. She saw Steve smiling and correctly assumed that for all of my obsessive organizational tendencies, Steve is what I like to refer to as a "time management rebel" and clocks be damned!

So, the testing is done and reports are complete. There's nothing left to do but stand up and fight. Chemo begins this Friday. While I am 100% dreading it, I am also anxious to get started. The sooner we start, the sooner we win. I'm a terrible loser and not gracious in the least. I've got no choice but to win. One, two, three, four, I declare a cancer war. Let the ass kicking commence!