It may have taken 4 hours in the Vanderbilt Ingram Cancer Center waiting room yesterday, but I finally got in to see Dr. C and received the news that my scan shows not only a few less tumors but a little shrinkage on one or two spots. I'm glad I didn't spend time worrying over scan results these past few days because that would have been a complete waste of time!
Brian says we can give complete credit to God because we certainly can't give credit to my inconsistent medicine taking skills. As in, I didn't have the heart to let Dr. C know yesterday that I didn't need a Tamoxifen refill because I'm so far behind on taking 2 pills/day.
We're off schedule for the rest of our week with re-arranged music lessons, early dismissal today for Grandparent's Day, and no school the rest of the week (don't ask me how I feel about this). I'm working from home tomorrow, which is a good alternative to trying to find a sitter for the kids. Camden is officially too old for daycare at school.
Today we're taking it easy. And by taking it easy I mean that we went to the grocery store, post office and pharmacy before noon, and I'm now playing referee to Camden and Rory's bickering. However, I was smart and stopped for iced coffee on the way home (since I didn't get to celebrate #nationalcoffeeday yesterday) and I plan to turn the music up loud enough that I can't hear the arguing and spend some time with my photos and scrap supplies.