Ok here is a complete update from today. My friend Live.Like.Lively, believes in sharing all - the good, the bad, the ugly. Feel free to follow that page as well as his personal page (he is a 20 year friend of ours that is a Clayton County PD officer currently fighting inoperable brain cancer).

I guess my post seeking someone to take my place last night was a premonition for how today was going to go. I slept pretty well last night, which is unusual the night before treatment; I have been sleeping only about two to three hours on those nights. I re-read all of the information given to me on the Taxol - none was really scary - but I woke with an uneasy feeling this morning. Nothing in particular, but very emotional. I think I cried 4 times before we even made it to the hospital, then once again while receiving the chemo. Understand now, I don't have a whole lot of Estrogen or Progesterone going on because I had pretty well finished menopause and was on HRT prior to getting my non-hormone related breast cancer (Don't judge, night sweats suck!). The HRT had NOTHING to do with my cancer, remember it is triple negative, meaning no hormone receptors of any kind. I no longer use the HRT just to be sure it does mutate or feed the cancer any further, so no worries for me there either. I will not return after I am finished, so if you use Minevelle patches, I have a few generics, I will be glad to donate to your cause 😀. So, I think I made the hubs uneasy because he wasn't quite sure what to do for me and my uber emotional self; I hardly ever have cried, especially in front of him, so he was like what's wrong......"I don't know"......YIKES! 
When we got to the Oncologist's office, we actually saw the doctor and not the NP, though I do love the NP who took my case after the first one missed the embolism. I asked a few questions about info I had read last night, got positive answers, but I did forget to ask about the parking permit. No fear - I will be back next week! On to the oncology room. He didn't go over my blood work with me, so I mentioned that to the nurse, who promptly checked prior to starting (If my white cells or red cells are out of whack, I skip chemo and get a blood transfusion instead; I used to be a blood donor and had I known that would become an option for me, I would have pre-donated to myself and asked y'all to do the same). So far, I have had no problem, only my hemoglobin and hematocrit have been slightly low - that's not part of the blood; what the heck is that for anyhow???? 🤷‍♀️So, off we go - steroids, Benadryl and Pepcid as premeds (helps with nausea, reaction, and stomach discomfort), then the Taxol. OUr understanding was that it would be a 4-hour process where they increased the dose every 30 minutes. That never happened, so I waited all afternoon for them to call back and say, "come back we messed up". They never did, so hopefully they knew my fear was real and just decided on the dose I received. I called the surgeon's office to cancel my ultrasound since we were planning on 4 hours at oncology and rescheduled for next week. Well, we were out in about an hour and a half, so I called back. They said to come right now and I was in and out before my original appointment and got the good news that the treatments had worked and the tumor had shrunk to more than half. Luckily she dropped a metal clip in the tumor at the biopsy so that she could find it later. She had a hard time seeing the tumor aside from looking for the clip. 
So, I had no reaction to the new chemo, go good news at the surgeon's office. What do I now have to be apprehensive about??? So the dark cloud of doom left; we ate some Larry's subs and came home to take a nap. I ventured out to Starbuck's to get my half-price frappucino and now here I is.
So all is well again, I guess I am entitled to a pity party once in a while, I am just glad none of you were around for it! I am back to my smiling self (that's why only my Coach Amber shirt is pictured today and not my face). It's smiling now though so no worries!
Thanks for reading to the end if you have. Your prayers, thought vibes, encouraging words and cards (shout out to my 6th-grade peeps at Lee Middle for the card I got today, that certainly helped my attitude) have been the best. Those who have and continue to provide meals - you're the best! Much love to you all. I am off to grade and side-eye the Falcons game.