Whew....

I am at home looking at the most plain and boring PET scan…  Dr Lynn

And with those words, for the first time in 13 days, I took a normal breath.  I really did not want to prove that I could handle being Stage 4.  Besides, with all the prayers I was getting on my behalf, if it had gone south I would have had a hard time placing blame (of course I had my sights on a few , but since we are not walking that walk, I shall keep them to myself J ).  

The plan—well, the one we talked about tonight and will more than likely tweak tomorrow—is a mastectomy Wednesday morning.  I will be gracing the hospital with my presence for at least 1 day but after all it is me, so I am thinking 2 days.  Then I will be sent home to recover.  And have no fear; I questioned pain and what she was going to do about it.  I will get happy pills.  Whew.   The downside at this point, is I have heard I will not be driving for at least 2 weeks.  So Mae Ling has now been upgraded to chauffeur along with her laundry and bed making duties.  All hail Mae Ling!    

After all that is done and over with, I will be on that something I still can’t remember for I have no idea how long pill.  Works for me! 

On a serious note, I truly believe I am where I am because of all the prayers.  I always tell the angels (my Sunday School class of 3^rd-5^th graders for those of you who are new to this) that God always, always answers prayers, but not always the way we want him to.  Today he answered the way we wanted him to and while I am always grateful, today, I am extremely grateful to be a child of God.