Yesterday started out average.
Kate was sick with a fever, my dad watched her because I had several routine doctor appointments.
Nothing out of the ordinary.
Just check ups.
The last check up was of the female variety.
The doc and I were shooting the breeze.
Talking about movies, kids, books etc.
The day suddenly took a turn for the worse.
She uttered those life altering words.
'I found a lump.'
And for the past 24 hours, I have been on my knees, physically, and emotionally.
Praying for health, peace, and comfort.
Just a couple of hours ago, I went to get the 'lump' checked out and it is NOTHING.
Absolutely NOTHING.
A piece of FAT.
My prayers were answered.
Outright, answered.
Right there.
Plain as day.
How can you not LOVE THAT?!
I have never been so in love with a piece of fat in all my 32 years of life.
When I have a little more time, I will write about the actual semi-humorous version of the past 24 hours, but for now, I need to go pick up my little chick from preschool.
Chat soon!
Wow, that is scary!! SO glad that it turned out to be fat. Here's to being thankful for fat!!
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