Saw the surgeon this morning. She wanted to do a mammographic guided biopsy at the hospital at 2pm.
It was more uncomfortable and more intrusive this time. I'm feeling a bit weepy and traumatized and violated right now (despite a couple of xanax before the procedure). Blair and Dan and Dumbledore are taking care of me with ice cream and tylenol and a puppy pedicure. (A puppy pedicure is having one's toes and feet licked by tiny puppy tongue. Luckily Dumbly doesn't slobber but has a nice dry little tongue. :-) )
The surgeon should have the results tomorrow afternoon.
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