I can never hear or write Dec 24th without following it up with .... Dec, 24th, 9 pm, Eastern Standard Time, from here on in, I shoot without a script. Rentheads will get the reference, but if you didn't, its the opening lines from the play. Rent. I have been listening to the soundtrack and Cait and I watched the play the other day.
I need to keep the message in mind. Forget regret or life is yours to miss-- no day but today.
My mammo yesterday did not go well. When I had the biopsy done in 2009, almost all of the calcifications were gone and now there are a lot more. The dr said that anytime something grows where it is not supposed to is a concern. I have two options, one is to go to a surgeon and have them remove the affected area or start with a biopsy and see what is there. Biopsy is scheduled for Jan. 13. Happy New Year. *scowls*
*insert rant about how I am so damn tired of trying to be strong!*
I also decided to not say anything to my parents until after Christmas. It is two-fold. I am protecting them. There is no need for my mom to have anything to worry about today and tomorrow, other than food, food, and grandkids and what food they want to eat and giving presents to g-kids etc and so on....
The other part is for my own sanity-- I don't need my mom to start on me with her fussing. hehehehe!!!
Gary and the kids know, and unfortunately Scott isn't taking it so well. He worries so much about me on a good day and he feels things so deeply. Cait-- she is like me, can express in words but emotionally keeps herself locked up tight. I didn't realize how much she did that until I saw her crying over a book the other day. It hit me that I almost never, ever see her cry. And man, she is her mother's DD-- usually the only times I let myself cry is during a book or movie. (Frankenweenie-- sobbed hysterically!!). Gary is Gary-- stoic. Tells me there is nothing to worry about, which is good and true. (Dr said even worst case scenario-- if is cancer, it is very localized, there is no sign of any issues anywhere else)
So that is my good news and Merry Christmas tiding of joy.:wave:
On a more frivolous note- if ONE MORE weather forecaster says how it might snow and how pretty it will look and how *freaking everyone* LOVES snow on Christmas... I am gonna SCREAMMMMMMMMM!:target:
On that note, I am going to post this. I have been typing this for a long time n(lost it once, then cait keeps poppin gin to chat) so there is a good chance someone already started a thread for today. I'll merge them if that is the case.
love to all!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I need to keep the message in mind. Forget regret or life is yours to miss-- no day but today.
My mammo yesterday did not go well. When I had the biopsy done in 2009, almost all of the calcifications were gone and now there are a lot more. The dr said that anytime something grows where it is not supposed to is a concern. I have two options, one is to go to a surgeon and have them remove the affected area or start with a biopsy and see what is there. Biopsy is scheduled for Jan. 13. Happy New Year. *scowls*
*insert rant about how I am so damn tired of trying to be strong!*
I also decided to not say anything to my parents until after Christmas. It is two-fold. I am protecting them. There is no need for my mom to have anything to worry about today and tomorrow, other than food, food, and grandkids and what food they want to eat and giving presents to g-kids etc and so on....
The other part is for my own sanity-- I don't need my mom to start on me with her fussing. hehehehe!!!
Gary and the kids know, and unfortunately Scott isn't taking it so well. He worries so much about me on a good day and he feels things so deeply. Cait-- she is like me, can express in words but emotionally keeps herself locked up tight. I didn't realize how much she did that until I saw her crying over a book the other day. It hit me that I almost never, ever see her cry. And man, she is her mother's DD-- usually the only times I let myself cry is during a book or movie. (Frankenweenie-- sobbed hysterically!!). Gary is Gary-- stoic. Tells me there is nothing to worry about, which is good and true. (Dr said even worst case scenario-- if is cancer, it is very localized, there is no sign of any issues anywhere else)
So that is my good news and Merry Christmas tiding of joy.:wave:
On a more frivolous note- if ONE MORE weather forecaster says how it might snow and how pretty it will look and how *freaking everyone* LOVES snow on Christmas... I am gonna SCREAMMMMMMMMM!:target:
On that note, I am going to post this. I have been typing this for a long time n(lost it once, then cait keeps poppin gin to chat) so there is a good chance someone already started a thread for today. I'll merge them if that is the case.
love to all!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
