Can I say YAY?!
“What is she talking about” you all are thinking, right? I have not gone round the bend, I am just so happy I could dance in the middle of the street and what a sight THAT would be let me tell you!
Ok, ok, I will tell you. My surgeon of the uber cool shoes and ladylike and super fab jewelry called. She is my 4:15 gal on Thursdays it seems.
Wait for it…come on…wait for it. The oncotype is back and it’s low, I think she said 10 score on the scale.
So that means low recurrence probability (not that anything is set in stone once you get the big C), and hopefully that means NO chemotherapy.
Please keep all fingers and toes crossed, continue all prayers, chants, turning of glasses upside down, etc until my medical oncologist weighs in.
But no matter what, can I just say YAY?! (And thank you God for yet another gift)
Southern Barb, here’s hoping I have a hall pass on the chemo Brazilian, ya know?
Over and out.