I have been waiting all day for a friend to go to the doctor for the results of a biopsy. Stupid git scheduled her for four-thirty - Jesus, you do not make someone wait that long for the results of a biopsy done on their breast!
Then when I didn't hear from my friend by 6:30, I feared the worst. She finally called me at 7:30.
Stage Two. Lumpectomy. Radiation. Chemo.
I told her she was not in this alone, and now I had to go and buy soft angora wool because I have to start knitting caps, and worst of all, "now I have to wear a f***in' pink ribbon!!"
She laughed and laughed at that one.
Please keep my friend in your prayers. And wear a pink ribbon with attitude - a F***in' Pink Ribbon. Because cancer sucks and if you have to face it, better to stare it down until it bleeds and dies and goes away.