I didn't drop off the face of the earth this last week, but there was a few times I wanted to. Instead I spent the days getting smashed, squished, poked, prodded, drilled, and put into every miserable position the technicians at the Breast Care Center could think of. It was an unexpected, rush job that ended with me recovering from a biopsy and holding my breath until the all-clear was given. Unfortunately, it wasn't my first rodeo there. I've suffered through this procedure before. But I'm happy to report that I'm not harboring any cancer cells. I did however spend a lovely couple of days hosting an ice pack in my bra. The bruising and swelling are on their way out now, though, and I'm getting back into the swing of things.
While I was recovering, Spring arrived! We had a couple of gorgeous days and while DH was taking care of me, he found time to get tons of much needed work done around the homestead. He did a really good job of keeping the journal updated- you can check it out on the Weekly Journal page. He also stocked up the hay storage and feed barrels before he left to go back to the paying job. So I'm all set to start in on the warm weather stuff! Milking began yesterday, garden seeds are started, birds are singing, a hen is setting...all the things that make the long winter more tolerable and a non-malignant diagnosis more sweet.