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Okay. I've had fun before. I vaguely remember it, and I'm positive it was NOTHING like that last case. Bleh.
Anyhow, good news: The whatever it was on Mom's mammogram is gone. Gone. Poof. As in no trace of it ever being there. Re-mammogrammed (?) x3 yesterday and ultrasounded and no sign. YAY!!!! *does little happy dance*
The back-story: The mommy called me last Thursday afternoon and after just a few words I could tell she was just barely holding it together. Her doctor had called to tell her that 'there was something on her mammogram, it's not cancer, but we're not sure what it is, so we'd like you to come in Tuesday and have an ultrasound.' WTF?!?! So when she asked if I could go with her of course I said yes. It meant I had to call in 'sick' yesterday, but it was worth it.
Now, time to check out the flist, and maybe see if I can get Buckbeakbabie's address so I can mail a B-day present.
Tah!!