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October 17, 1987
Up at 6 A.M.—then off to hospital by 6:45 A.M. Had to drive—fog made helicopter impossible. We got there in time to see her go down to the operating room. Then Dick & I buried ourselves with newspapers & some sessions with assembled Dr’s. keeping us posted on progress of surgery. The biopsy turned out to be traces of what they called a non-intensive carcinoma—very tiny. Decision was to perform moderate mastectomy. After lunch we were able to see her in her room. She was barely conscious from anesthesia. As can be expected she’s feeling bad about losing a breast. We did our best to let her know that was nothing compared to fact the cancer was gone. The Dr’s. are delighted with the operation—it went so well and was so effective. There wont be any chemotherapy or radiation treatment at all.
Dick & I stayed around dropping in now & then to see her but didn’t want to worry her or tire her. Then I had to get back to W.H. for an N.S.P.G. meeting & Dick went back to Phil. In our meeting we settled on a plan (a target) for retaliating to the Iranian missile attack on an Am. owned Tanker in the P. Gulf. Tentative date set for response—Monday P.M.
Rcvd. calls—one from Margaret Thatcher re Nancy. Gave a good nite call to Nancy myself.