Friday afternoon I went to the radiology clinic with my films, set up appointment for Tuesday afternoon at 2.30.  I am a bit numb, after gearing myself up for the biopsy on Friday ...then not to happen.

My first thought on hearing biopsy was Grace... is this her legacy?  Will she have to deal with this one day?  I pray not.  Not being mom to girls I never dreamed the feelings that would consume me regarding her.

With a plate so full I am afraid I will drop something, splat to the floor, let someone down or worse yet maybe even crack myself ... have never felt this way before ...

We've had Andrew home for the weekend, and it's gone by in a blur ... have decided to concentrate on the next visit with him and all the fun I've planned for the bg this week ...