First there was some good news:
First of all, I don't have uterine cancer. Not that there was really much of a chance of that since (a) uterine cancer is not associated with BRCA mutations and (b) uterine cancer is very uncommon in women under the age of 50. Nevertheless, a biopsy, even just to rule something out, it always a cause of anxiety and I thank my friends for your comments on my last post. Your concern means a lot to me. I will have to solve my hormonal issues in due course but for now I want to write about something else.
And then, the best news of all:
My beautiful, extremely gifted and talented seventeen year old daughter was accepted early decision to Oberlin College, where she will be matriculating in August. I am so ridiculously proud of her accomplishments; for muscling her way to a B in Chemistry, even when things were looking desperate, for taking that fifth year of French, even though she hated it, and for being such a thoughtful and intelligent all around great student and a phenomenally creative artist possessed of an aesthetic maturity beyond her years.
As we approach next August, there were be appropriate rending of the garments, intermittent keening and wailing and repeated beatings of the (reconstructed) breast, as the reality of life without my beloved first born under my roof begins to set in.
But for now we are just overjoyed.
MY BABY'S GOING TO COLLEGE!!!