Excellent news, Laura!

Got my nudes taken. Waiting for the boob guy to take a look at them. They look like space photography.

Edit: one more picture

Edit 2: now they want ultrasound and are trying to get the order from my NP this morning. I’ll take that ~ma if we’ve got some floating around.

Waiting for the boob guy to take a look at them.

My contractor refers to all of his sub-contractors this way. "My tile guy will be over at 9" etc. He has not, as yet, referred to his boob guy, though.

My friend Susan just shared a story that made me feel some kind of way. She has a grey parrot named Humbert who is 36 years old. Susan got the parrot when she was with her husband, Tony, and the parrot was very attached to him. Tony died about fifteen years ago, but Humbert still does his voice, using phrases he used to say.

~ma, Cass!

Oh, parrot feels!

I got an email today. I have a deposition on Oct 5th. The schedule for that week is already out and I called work as soon as I saw the email to ask about changing my schedule but no one was available so I left a message and replied to the email saying I hadn't verified I could get the time off.

Oct 3rd is a meeting with the lawyers. The 5th is the deposition. The 13th thr hearing. I also realized I don't have any kind of work interview appropriate clothes (the suggested dress code for the deposition and hearing ). I had come up with one outfit and now I need to see if I can find another top to go with the pants. They are kind of palazzo style pants but in a dressy fabric.

Cass i hope that your ultrasound goes well and they are just being extra cautious.

Good luck, askye! Glad something is happening, finally.

Cass fingers crossed for boob timing and results!!

That is sad but also lovely, the parrot story. It sounds like it ought to be a click bait headline somewhere!

It's a thing that never occurred to me whenever I hard about the long lives of parrots, but it makes perfect sense. It must happen a fair amount.

I have been released from boob check.

My appt was at 9:30 for the diagnostic mammogram. Wooo boy are those squichier than screening mammograms but they can squeeze all they like if they are going to find suspicious things early. The radiologist wanted two more views and then wanted the ultrasound which needed my NP to order it. I walked out of the hospital at 11:30. That place is oft-maligned and I didn't have a great experience there for the very brief parts that I can remember at all when I was low-sodium but 2 hours for everything (including getting the order from my NP in another town) instead of making new appointments way off in the distance and checking in with me? Awesome.

~ma released. The radiologist still has the full report to make but he reviewed all the of the mammogram and ultrasound images and now has a full set for comparison next year.

and couldn't get back to sleep because I was stressed.

I'm shocked you get any sleep at all with all of the stress you are under. Life has dealt you some difficult cards. I hope you can find some solutions that work for Mr. S as well. I cannot recall, do you do the hug thing? I want to send a lot of hugs your way.

They are kind of palazzo style pants but in a dressy fabric.

That seems totally appropriate. And a simple top would work with it.

That is sad but also lovely, the parrot story. It sounds like it ought to be a click bait headline somewhere!

It really does. Kicked me in the feels but I feel like I should look in the comments for the rest of the story.

Timelies all!

Cass, I do do hugs, so thank you. Last night was a little better. No ER trips, and he went to sleep a little earlier than the previous night, but there was still a fair amount of aggression aimed at me.