Dams, I need to get on with my life (so to speak). I'm going to have to get back to work somewhere! I would like to be a traveler, for a short-term, having the assurance that my health is A-Okay would be nice.
So, it's bittersweet. I want this thorn out my side or at to least know what kind of thorn it is. Of course, I'm glad that it's not HIV or Hepatitis! I haven't stuck myself with a dirty needle or picked one of those bugs up somehow.
He's going to have another pathologist look at the slides. *sigh* I wish that this was over all ready!
Oh! And I've gained 16 pounds from using that stupid Prempro! I, definitely, need to get on a treadmill. Or my husband may make me start pulling a plow!