Day 14 - Numbers, Numbers, Numbers. Mine is: 1.394

Numbers Numbers Numbers.
My number is 1.394

I got my AMH fertility test back today.  The reading was 1.394, which is normal.  The lowest normal score for someone in my age group is 0.51, so I'm "right in the middle" according to my fertility counselor.  That's good.  She said that the highest score that exists is apparently 7.51 but that she has never even seen an 18 year old with that high of a level.  So, I think I'll be okay.  It's not as high as I would like -- being an overachiever, I'd like to have had 3 or above, but 1.394 is definitely doable and is completely normal, according to my awesome oncological fertility navigator, Kristin Smith, at Northwestern. 

The last couple of days have actually been okay, so my spirits are up. I had another mammogram and an ultrasound.  During my ultrasound, the head radiologist for the Lurie Center of Breast Health indicated that she couldn't even see those areas of concern from the MRI. This is good news, apparently, but nothing is for sure until the MRI biopsy, which they were able to move forward to tomorrow (a full 6 days earlier than the original December 9 schedule date). I'd like to think they moved it forward because I have friends in high places at Northwestern (my friend Dr. Kaklamani), but it's probably just because I complained so loudly they moved it up.  I am excited to get that information and have it all behind me.  I hope to get results from the pathologist by tomorrow close of business ... or by Monday at the latest. 

During the ultrasound, the radiologist also scanned my axillary lymph nodes for any abnormalities and saw none. That doesn't meant that there isn't anything there, but it's an incremental positive. 

As I am starting to talk to people about my illness, I'm hearing a lot of horror chemo stories.  I can't even think far enough in advance to the chemo stuff, since that's after the New Year and so much will happen before that...but it's starting to make me anxious and scared about how bad chemo can be. 

In other news, the puzzle that Joe & I worked tirelessly on during the weekend after I was diagnosed to keep our minds off of the diagnosis, and which was 90% completed, and just needed about 1 more hour of my focused time to be 100% complete, was totally destroyed by Joe's cat the other day.  Mr. Stanfield apparently was "spooked" by something and jumped on the table and seemingly ran in place for 5 minutes scattering pieces everywhere. Fortunately, I wasn't there to witness this (or he would have been put out in the cold for a few days like a cartoon character dog).

Here is a picture of the perpetrator, Mr. Stanfield.  He is in big, big trouble.

Okay, so here's the running list of things I am waiting to hear back on now:

- BRCA genetic mutation test (hoping for a negative read)
- MRI biopsies x 2 (hoping for a negative read)
- Lymph node biopsy during surgery (hoping for a negative read)

Thanks for all of your support through this.

Peace.