24 Hours Later

Got some of the - pissed off at having had cancer - out of my system over the course of these 24 hours.  Stress pressed me a little backward with a migraine, which I haven't had in years, higher blood pressure than I thought I could have, and just a feeling of frustration.  I needed soothing and reassurance today.  Bill was first, then got my hugs in at Oncology with Meredith, Lisa, and Dr. Hammond.  Fortified, I'm back at it, and of course there are options.  I can have a complete breast ultrasound which is scheduled for next Tuesday.  Valerie was the tech last night and she was also one of the techs during some sessions of radiation.  She was wonderful when she had to stop the procedure and let me know she'd call Dr. Mckee's office to notify him the MRI could not be done.  Dr. Hammond reminded me my reports are all good, my mammo was good, and they were not expecting to see anything in the MRI.  It was going to be a stamp on the passport to reconstruction, but the seal of approval will just be from a different method.  I visited with Dr. Mckee's office as well.  Bill and I met with his nurse Linda to review the information at hand.  Dr. Mckee was not in the office today but his nurse Linda was on it.  He called me multiple times as the ultrasound was reviewed, pursued, booked.  Got plastics on the case as well.  Dr. Marble was in surgery but it was "she said if you called to tell you everything is going to be fine."  She's on it.  It was a day of circling the medical wagons.  I am so fortunate.  I am healthy.