With every second, minute, hour that passes, I feel a little bit better. Tomorrow I will truly feel relieved.
Yesterday I had a biopsy performed on my thyroid. The doctor said that if the results aren’t good (meaning cancer or Hashimoto’s) the lab will call within 24 to 48 hours. Otherwise, results will arrive in a week. So no immediate news is a good thing.
Jimmy is talking up a storm. I asked if he was hungry and he replied, “I not hungry, I Jimmy!”
Earlier, I was nursing Jed, and Jimmy, out of nowhere, found the whole thing funny. He started to laugh.
“Why are you laughing Jimmy?”
“Baby eating mommy’s boobie! Hahahaha”
Jed is no longer a baby, he’s ambling around like a champ. He’s an amazing eater. Whatever I put on his plate he eats.
All is so good.
Please, please, please no phone calls from the endocrinologist. Please!