Here's a Fellow Traveler health update:
We went to Ann Arbor on Friday to see FT's doctor. He examined her and said, "We can schedule you for surgery next week, or I can remove the tumor now." FT said, "Do it now." So that's what he did. From what I was told later the surgery was a scream -- literally -- but FT walked out of the Women's Health area on her own, with a thumbs-up sign.
Her doctor thinks the tumor is benign; he noted that only 1 percent of tumors in that particular area of the anatomy turn out to be malignancies. We will not know for sure until her biopsy results come back the end of next week. But today -- today -- life is pretty good.
FT is technically on complete bedrest -- I say "technically" because short of hog-tying her or shooting her with one of those Wild Kingdom tranquilizer darts she isn't going to do complete bedrest. But we've spent a fairly lazy day listening to my excellent Putumayo Music From the Coffee Lands CD and watching mindless TV.
Life is good, 99 percent of the time. We're hoping, and living like, we're in the 99 percent.