Jasmine, the 50-lb. box-of-rocks curr-mix wags her tail in your general direction. She knows I have gnarly knotty boobs and and have had to have mammograms followed by sonograms for years.
Tulip is an attention hound and she loves you, find your current book by the door, a wee damp but generally unscathed.
zero! nothing! zip! nada!
:::scubaqueen doing the happy dance::::
i decided enuff was enuff and called and whined to the women’s center and they squeezed me in (pun totally intended) today for testing. they poked and prodded and ultrasounded both of the girls for days, i think.
end result same as before: same kind of lumpy nothing tissue in the same damn spot. no lumps, no cysts, no errors.
THE. best. christmas. present. i’ll ever have.
of course, the divemaster will be required to update his hands-on ‘field work’ this weekend. 
(he loves that part)
hugs and kisses to all of you who responded to the crazy woman earlier this week, because you all made me laugh even through the ongoing hysterics.
That was awesome.
It’s so much fun having dense boobs.
Not.
Glad to hear the news! More Merlot, to celebrate this time? g
Told ya so. I’m very happy about “nothing” and hope it continues to be nothing.
ENugent–Bwahahaha!
alas, i am without merlot tonight (i ran out! :eek: ); however, a lovely black opal shiraz is standing in quite nicely.
i’m not worthy!!!
rysdad, with your permission, i’d like to change my sig to match your epic wordsmithy.
‘i’d rather be diving’ is so friggin’ lame after all this drama…
It would be my honor to know that my humble homage to your hooterage was sigworthy.