The Universe is now officially ON NOTICE. It needs to seriously lay off.

vw--So is this a biopsy or do they know it's cancer? I know it's impossible not to worry, but remember, even if it IS cancer, breast cancer is INCREDIBLY treatable these days.

Signed,
Mother and Cousin Both Long Term Breast Cancer Survivors

Biopsy.

I need to remind myself that things have come a long way since Grandma died. I mean, that was 20 years ago.

Let's hope it's a cyst or a benign tumor. 90% of biopsies are nothing (except anxiety-producing). I've had a couple and they are not fun, but not the worst procedure in terms of quick recovery. I am sending all kinds of vibes mom-ward and strength to you and your dad, too.

vw, I'm so sorry. I hope that everything goes well with her, and I'm glad they're not wasting time with anything.

Did they say what they did see on the mammo (like a mass vs. calcification, etc.)?

Did they say what they did see on the mammo (like a mass vs. calcification, etc.)?

I don't remember. I think I went numb after she said she went back for the second mammo on Friday.

Doing a little better. Breathing again. It will be ok. It has to.

Oh, and mom and dad said they're going to pay for the quilt parties so I can keep doing the quilt-of-the-month thing. They said they'll just start my 30th birthday celebration early and extend it a bit. I've got good parents.

Don't start worrying until at least the biopsy, vw. They're frequently negative. It is good that the doctor is sending her for one right away. Mine had the hilarity of them telling me on the phone, "We'll be sending you home with ice in your bra." Mine wasn't particularly painful, although I was grateful for the ice for about a day. There was the weirdness of feeling like your breast is part of a videogame -- they're trying to stick your numbed breast where the mass showed up, so they keep checking it on a screen.

Good lord, VW, the universe really has it out for you and yours, don't they?

I pronouce it with a syllable, two halves and an inkling. TEAR ah ho(aht)

I'm also from Indiana, though not quite near there, and say Terra-hoat (like rhymes with coat).

And I'm from *Indianapolis* and have never been to the 500. For that matter, we usually left town that weekend to avoid the traffic and the hordes of people (particularily those clad in spandex they should've avoided, and liquored up)

I was all sleeping in and sleeping in, and then I was like "shit, I'm late for the thing I'm going to at 2pm!" And then I checked my email, and realized the thing isn't until 4:30. This puts a damper on my plans to get shit done, as I don't particularily want to clean or go to the grocery store right now, but if I don't do it now....well, I may not be going to the thing. Hmm.

In brighter news, while in the hospital, I crocheted and crocheted and crocheted, and, don't tell Anne W., but I finished this poncho: [link] Here's a closeup: [link] I really am pleased with how it turned out. And I just love the yarn.

Edited to show that, well, at least Emily knows how to spell.