Until I know it's okay.
Roaster's been having some diagnostic testing done lately. He's had some problems that I, unfortunately share (see: Dear Sickies--PLEASE GO AWAY!) and have shared since I was about Boy's age. Last week's first round had to go out for biopsy, with results ready by today's second round. Fortunately, everything came back just fine, a few preventative medications and some monitoring, but no big C, no exploratory surgery, nothing else major.
So now I guess I need to quit worrying about him and start worrying about LA.
Boo, hiss.
I'd just prefer that the Sickies PLEASE GO AWAY.
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You know the offer for a shoulder or two and 2 ears is a standing one if you ever need it. ;)
Glad that everything is ok, you are one tough cookie.
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