When I glanced out the door I thought this guy was a decoration and I was confused. Mom HATES squirrels.
Then he moved.
I kept imagining this fuzzy little arch nemesis of my mom was thinking:
Good news on the patient’s report today. *We like good news. A lot.
Only two positive nodes. We are hoping just Stage II as if today’s report. Oncologist will officially stage next week when we go meet him to discuss the next steps.
Who would ever think I would be so excited to hear: cancer spread to two nodes? All relative, isn’t it?