What a day - PET scan in the morning, EKG in the afternoon. In between: a swim, a cry in the locker room listening to my PET scan results via voicemail, and more questions for the doctors.
Right now: a bowl of miso soup (with daikon radish, ginger, carrot, leeks, and a mysterious dried green sea vegetable I had in a jar in my cabinet. Delicious). In a few minutes I'll leave to meet some girlfriends for a "girls night in" - chick flicks and more good eats and drinks. It is so nice to be looking forward to something fun!
The PET scan showed "no distant metastasis." In other words, the cancer has not taken root beyond my breast and armpit. This is very very good news. The statistics for women with metastatic breast cancer are very poor. On the other hand, the PET scan also shows that the cancer is very active, that the activity in my armpit represents a "cluster" of nodes rather than just one or two. This has serious implications for my survival as well, of course, but the bottom line right now is that it could be worse and it's not.
All my doctors reiterate that they are comfortable with either plan. I could go straight to surgery on Monday, or I could enroll in the clinical trial at Dana Farber, which means I've got hoops to jump through (paper work, more blood tests, another biopsy) before treatment could begin. I am still very much on the fence.