Cancer ... Again? Really?

So now that we know it's cancer, I:

Have my third D&E, where the doctor tries to scrape out the cancer in my uterus.
It shows there's nothing in my uterus.
No cancer, no pregnancy material. This is odd.
They order a full body CAT Scan: brain, chest, abdomen, pelvis.
There's cancer in my lungs, a "blush" on my brain.
MRI of the head.
Chris calls with the results to say thankfully, "There's nothing there. No cancer, but no brain material either."
Haha, everyone is a cancer comedian!
With cancer in my lungs, this is again Stage 3 Metastatic Cancer. Lucky me.
Our cancer doc, Dr. Jackie Evans, who worked with us last time, said we have to get out of town - find a specialist. She says there are two Trophoblastic Disease Centers: one in Chicago, one in Boston.
We opt for Boston and Dr. Donald Goldstein. He founded the Trophoblastic Disease Center. He's "the guy."
We're scheduled for February 15th in Boston.
Now the wait is excruciating.

 Showed up at day surgery to two Get Well Cards from Bob Walther, one of my friends from work. They included a sticker to help keep the gown closed. It came in handy.

"If you can read this ... you are dangerously too close!"