Biopsy and MRI updates

A couple of weeks ago, we looked at the tests they'd requested, and thought: huh. They'd ordered a biopsy (yay), but it was a fine-needle aspiration, so they were able to tell it was breast cancer, (i.e.,not tuberculosis), but they weren't able to tell for sure what kind of breast cancer. And they'd ordered a bone scan, but not a brain scan.

So we pushed back, and today was results day. The biopsy was a farce; they choose my adrenal glade, which had a 4 in (10 cm.) tumor: plenty of room for clean cells, right? Nope. After three hours of my hospital time and a couple more days waiting, what they found was a lot of dead cells in my adrenal. (Ick!) And then they had nothing more to say about that, like, "but we'll keep a watch on a big tumor full of dead cells" or "don't you worry about a tumor full of dead cells -- we have a plan for them." Nothing. auck.

So, we still don't know for sure that we have triple negative -- we still don't know for sure that we're making chemo decisions based on the right information.

Also, it turns out I do have a tumor in my brain -- how cool is that. For now, it doesn't change much -- but apparently we may need to take a chemo break and try a "cyber knife" on it if the chemo doesn't shrink it.

Honestly, all of this bad news would be easier except that I've pretty much been miserable since the steroids wore off Saturday morning. Thankfully, we're seeing the oncologist tomorrow, so hopefully they'll have some ideas about how to make me feel better (before my whining leads B to terrible things).