So, an update on yesterday’s post. Today was a rollercoaster day if I’ve ever had one. But at the end of the day (quite literally; it was 10 minutes to 5), I was sitting at the cancer center in the teeny tiny financial services office of my self-appointed guardian angel, who is tearfully bound and determined to find a way for me to have IMRT. I think we may have found a way. More as the story unfolds.