I hope you had a better night last night snapppd.What an awful experience with the biopsy. I had a bit of a bad one on my good side after my original diagnosis in 2004. It did not hurt though, it was only nerve wracking. For me it seemed to be where the lump was that the surgeon thought she felt (the first breast surgeon had not found anything there).
Hopefully you will get clear results soon.
Glad your DD was ok in Boston, Cheryl. Did you have trouble getting through to her for a while? That must have been scary for you until you spoke to her.
Poor little Lulu. Was her condition an injury or related to the breed? glad she is home and recovering.
MaryAnn, glad you have your plans, we will be there at the same time. We need to figure out when we can get together. DD17 and her friend are old enough to do their own thing, but I would love for you and Peg to meet her as well.
Got home to my own comfortable bed around 11 pm. It felt good to say the least. My sweet doggie Snappy just about went nuts greeting me. Almost like she hugged me over and over.
I swear she knew I needed it. DD22's second extended EEG was clear of abnormalities so the med is doing its thing.
No driving until she bridges to the second med with fewer side effects but is slower acting. More blood work in a few weeks to make sure that med is at the right levee. I suspect another ambulatory EEG at that point too, but they haven't told her that yet. She went to work for half a day yesterday via two trains and a subway, which is what I did to get just to my brother's office in the Chelsea neighborhood of Manhattan Monday morning. How do people do that every day?
The second brain MRI is Monday. I would have liked to stay but I had to get home. There was something that was there, but I just don't know what the deal is. Who reads the MRI, the neurologist? She was the one who asked for the second. Maybe they will take more views or something, kind of like a diagnostic mammogram? DD22 does not seem to be concerned, so I am downplaying it too.
She and her boyfriend were supposed to join my brother and me for a Broadway "play" Monday night, but when they moved up the EEG she couldn't go of course with all the wires hooked up to her skull. Tom and I still went and we were literally feet from the stage. It was like a retrospective of the Rascals group from the 1960's, with all 4 of the original band members, produced by Steve Van Zandt from Bruce Springsteen's E street band. It was great! I had not thought about that band in , well, 40 plus years (they disbanded in 1970), but I knew most of their music. I thought my brother and his friend would be bored but there was so much energy and it was so well done, we had an absolute ball. There were many a grey haired head in the audience bobbing in the audience, and they got a number of standing ovations.
Lots of energy and fun, nostalgia style. Can you say Groovin' on a Sunday afternoon? I sang along for most of the time, as did quite a few.
Do I really have to go to work today? Ugh!
All my best to you, and thanks for the support here. I just feel spent, but I feel better than when I left here last Wednesday, and much better than when the cab dropped me off at the hospital last Thursday after being stuck at the Houston airport all night. Don't fly when there are any storms around, ladies.
GAGWTA!
Sorry this last round has been so hard. Hang in there.
She is such a little sweetie. I can't hardly stand the thought of putting her through it, but I know its for the best. The recovery time is fairly long....keeping her inactive for 3-4 weeks is going to be tough! I guess we will probably have to keep her crated or on a leash all the time. 
