I reunited with The Dutchman, this morning, to receive the results of last week's mammogram. (Good thing the man doesn't have to take my pulse when I'm with him: still so hot!) It's a year ago tomorrow that I had the mammogram that kicked off this little adventure. My results from last week: all clear.
I'm scheduled for an MRI in April, so we can keep tabs on the left side, but there's nothing to worry about. I'll see The Pill on September 7, so he can provide me with a fresh supply of Tamoxifen. And The Burn wants me to pop by in March for a look see, but otherwise, my social calendar won't involve much Princess Margaret anymore.
I came, I saw, I kicked its ass.
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