I was house sitting and taking care of kitties this last weekend.
I missed my home.
I feel right enough here, that it felt good to be back.
Ginger and I made it to second base today! I told her about finding a lump. Her mother died of breast cancer. She asked what it looked and felt like so I offered to show her. (Why not? I sent my bff a pic in text) She said it didn’t feel “deep”.
I make calls tomorrow. I’m opting to go with cyst, but I see a fucking mammogram and biopsy in my future, neither am I thrilled with.
It was a beautiful day in Seattle today. I hope we have more of them lined up. I’m tired of winter weather. Mega doses of vitamin d-3 for the last year is not the same as a little natural sunshine. I still dream of Taos and Mexico. My body just likes it a little warmer. Ginger is laughing at me because it is 72 and I still have a zip-up hoodie on.