The Oncologist seemed to be having a much better day. Much more relaxed and less in a tizzy. He was comfortable with how we are proceeding with the axillary lump and he agreed with me that the cough I've been dealing with for a week and a half was my asthma flaring up, so he started to set up a chemo start day.
Initially, he wanted to start Tuesday, but I told him I'd prefer a Friday start day (since you have to keep the same day of the week throughout chemo, if at all possible) so my husband could be home to help with the kids on my roughest days. He thought that sounded like a good idea, but really didn't want to wait another week, so he asked if we would be willing to do chemo right then and there in GF. Thankfully, Barb E. had kind of warned me this may happen, so I'd had a little time to prepare myself emotionally for that possibility, so I agreed.
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