Can you tell that my left breast is now smaller than my right? Of course not; you couldn’t tell when it was a silly millimeter larger so why would you now? Biopsy report is expected to be fine and the very very sweet young Chinese doctor made the whole thing a much more pleasant experience than it could have been. I told him that he was as good as my dentist with the numbifier needle.
Then off to the attorney–a good attorney, a nice one who unfortunately couldn’t represent me in the recent past but wouldn’t have allowed it to drag out three years. We decided it was high time we had wills drawn up and things like poa’s and living wills. In case I turn into a breathing avocado some day.
Last but the bestest fun, a great b.s. session with the writers group where we laughed more than we discussed the elements of story so the day ended on upbeat from a pretty crappy start.
Tomorrow’s scheduled to be sunny and hot.