I’m glad he’s home, Beverly.
I have a mammogram tomorrow morning. They generally aren’t painful for me. But going in, I always wonder if this is the one that will change my life—in a bad way. Still, better to find things than not, if things are to be found.
But going in, I always wonder if this is the one that will change my life—in a bad way.
The word I have learned for this is: "scanxiety."
The word I have learned for this is: "scanxiety."
That is a perfect word, and I feel it at every mammogram, every colonoscopy (because of family history I've been having them every 3 years or so since my mid-30s), and even a little bit with every year's bloodwork at my annual physical.
Scanxiety sound accurate.
Good Monday! Why do I say it is so good? It is Beverly's birthday! I'm relieved that you have your DH home with you. May you have a relaxed and lovely day and may the year to come bring an abundance of health and happiness to your lives.
Yes, Bev! I'm so glad DH is home where he belongs.
May you have a lovely celebration of your natal day. All good wishes for you this next turn around our sun.
Beverly, I hope you’re having a peaceful birthday at home with your DH! Love to both of you.
We dropped ltc off at Mom’s for two nights yesterday and then had a wonderful date night a play, dinner at a pub, and then came home and watched The BAFTA awards hosted by David Tennant.
Happy Birthday, Bev! So glad your husband is home!