Good Monday morning, I hope everyone that celebrates it had a lovely Easter weekend. DH and I went out Sunday as usual, my mother watched the kids. A few places were open so we had lunch and went to Borders.
We spent last Friday trying to get me a sooner appointment for the needle biopsy -- so far to no avail. I've got two more places to try...but it's not looking good.
Two weeks wait it is then.
If you'd asked me last Thursday or Friday if I could make it that long I would have thought you were nuts and probably lapsed into hysterical crying, again. But over the weekend I grew marginally more calm and resigned. I'm still crying at the drop of a hat, but it's at least a little bit less over the edge.
For the meantime I'm going to keep as busy as I feel like, write what and when I feel like (kids depending) and generally hang on as best I can till the 22nd. It's now less than 10 days away, meaning I could have the preliminary results by Friday the 25th, worst case scenario the following Monday the 28th.
I can do this, right?