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Minor update

When I say minor...I mean minor. I went to my gyno on Friday and all he did was a breast exam and talk to me. His nurse set up 3 appointments for me. My mammogram and ultrasound are tomorrow. I will then see the general surgeon and oncologist on the 14th.

The weekend sucked for me. I cannot get my mind off of this stuff. No matter what I do...it's there. Believe me...I'm trying desperately to not think about it but my boobs are always in my face...so to speak. I did one thing this weekend that got my mind occupied. I went to a thrift store and found they were having a sale. All blue tags were 10 cents. I bought 28 items!!! Some were very high priced name brands. Some weren't but were really cute. I walked out of the store with a HUGE bag of clothes and only spent $14.00.

I got a call from my sweet Darren last night. Before ya'all freak out...I'm not talking about my ex fiance'. I met this Darren a little over a year ago. He has been such a great source of support for me and I love him dearly. Sadly...we are just friends. Well...maybe it's not so sad. Having a friend like him is wonderful and someone I cherish with all my being. Maybe one day we will move past the friendship stage but for now I love being around him and having him in my life.

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