I went to my lung specialist this morning. Not the air sac portion, but the pleural space in the wall of the lung is once again, aggressively filling with fluid. Both times before, they put a needle through my back to thread a catheter into the space, and drain fluid. No, I'm not asleep when they do this. Yes, it's about as fun as it sounds. This procedure gives me about 9 days, until it has to be done again. Both times they've run every test known to man, on the lung fluid, as well as every other fluid my body produces, with negative results. Actually, that's a good thing, since the real bad stuff seems to have been eliminated, such as there are no cancer cells of any type in any of the fluids, which doesn't mean I don't have cancer anywhere, just that it has not spread via any of my bodily fluids.
My lung specialist called a thoracic surgeon, and the surgeon saw me this evening, since time is a big factor. As soon as he gets the approval from the insurance company, the surgeon is going to cut a small incision in my rib cage, run a scope into the space, and examine it, possibly taking a tissue sample or two for the lab to biopsy, then he is going to put a bit of talc in the space. The talc will cause just enough damage that the inner, and outer wall of the space will try to heal, and fuse themselves together, so no more fluid can go in the space. I will be in the hospital anywhere from 2 days to a week, depending on how fast the space seals up.
When I heal from all of that, then I get to see my breast cancer surgeon to remove the lump, and have it biopsied.
Coming home from the surgeon's office, we were in rush hour traffic. Dh hates driving in traffic, and let me know about it. According to him, all the bad stuff happens to him. LOL!