Having a good day is everyday for me!

I went to bed late last night (2am) because I didn't take my Xanax. I was also playing games online (bejeweled). I had to wake up early for my Muga scan. So 6:30, I'm up and getting ready and my friend Lisa will be taking me this morning and picking me up at 7:30.
I'm up and ready, arrive at the hospital and I' walking through the halls when I see him. I see the Dr. who I first went to when I started having all of these symptoms. He told me that I was fine and he did however, reluctantly order the Breast MRI for me because I told him I read an article about Christina Applegate's story and how it saved her life. She was only diagnosed b/c of this test. I remember, sitting in his office getting the results of this MRI. He told me that everything looked fine. He did not mention the lymph node in my right breast or the cyst in my left, as I later found out I did have. He told me that I was having normal changes to my body. He couldn't explain the pain under my armpit but assured me that having another MRI was not necessary. There was simply nothing he saw that warranted any further tests. The radiologists backed him up and told me that we will be getting another MRI, because they saw a wrinkle in the left breast but told me had we not gotten one in the first place, that we wouldn't have to be going through any of this! He was scolding me because I got the test in the first place! I asked him if he would feel this way if this were his wife or daughter and he said absolutely! You are a healthy young women, and you now will have to go through another MRI because of your insistence on getting one in the first place! I left that office and never went back to them. Good thing too, because just think if I had listened to them? I'm not sure where I would be today. Still in pain and not diagnosed yet.
Anyway, I avoided him, but thought if he looks my way, I would not back down. Of course, he would have to recognize me first wouldn't he? I mean my hair is short and I look quite a bit different. Anyway, I chalk it up to Karma. I mean, that was a little reminder to me that I did the right thing, and listened to my body, not some Dr. who wasn't completely sure about things except that he was right and I was wrong! Enough of that!
So on to the test. Creepy! That is all I can say. This test is to make sure my heart is strong and ready for chemo. Take out 10 cc of my blood. Mix with heparin (blood thinner) and radioactive chemicals; wait 1/2 hour; place back into Kathy! Gross! Take pictures and done! I'm sure everything is fine, but I will have to endure one more friggin phone call to find out.
My drain in left breast is at 35 cc today. Not coming out. Hopefully by Friday, as I want to get the chemo started Monday or Tuesday. My Onc. says this won;t be a problem.
I also went to the Baseball fields tonight with a friend just to get out of the house. It was fun. I had a Tenderloin from the concession stand and a sprite. I also ran into some people I haven't' seen in a while and they all wished me well and are keeping me in their prayers. Isn't that sweet? I am truly blessed with friends and family in abundance!
OK, I'm going to go to bed and lay down, and I'm taking the sleeper, cause I can already tell, I'm not tired yet! Nighty night!