Despite the fact that my left breast is still nearly the size of a bowling ball, they've finally decided the infection is on the run, and I'm ready for my first chemo. It was supposed to be today, but at the last minute, someone reread the clinical trial protocol more closely and realized I needed a CAT scan first.

So today, I get my chest port put in (joy); tomorrow, I have a CAT scan at 2:30 (and yes, that means I don't get to eat or drink anything but water all freakin' day), and then My First Pony Chemo at 3:30.

The rainy gray skies outside rather perfectly reflect my feelings: the rain is a *good* thing; we're practically in drought here...but sheesh, how yucky.

More tomorrow, I'm sure.