Good news for people who love bad news
After spending a relatively painless couple of hours down at my local department of labor (where I saw one of my former coworkers), I am now part of the problem and not the solution. Yes, for the first time ever, I'm collecting unemployment, and it feels a little icky, sure, but I'll be able to pay my bills; and it seems a small price to pay, ye olde job-hunt patronage for the privilege of, like, keeping my house. With a little judicious pruning, and some creative grocery planning, I should be able to manage without trouble.
And that's not even the best thing about today. I went with my mother to her latest doctor's appointment, and NO MASTECTOMY. Just some new medications, and off the estrogen, and lots of soy, and with any luck, she will be like one of the women in the trials who went from having surgery every year to no surgery at all in six years. So, GOOD NEWS. Just hearing the oncologist's gasp of appalled consternation when my mother mentioned the dreaded M-word was worth the price of the copay.
I'm feeling pretty cheerful right now, all things considered. I'm more-or-less on a shoestring budget, but financially secure for the moment. I got to sleep to 9:00 this morning. Friends and former coworkers are coming through to offer up recommendations and job leads. My dogs don't know what to do, they're so excited to have me home. And no mastectomy!
And that's not even the best thing about today. I went with my mother to her latest doctor's appointment, and NO MASTECTOMY. Just some new medications, and off the estrogen, and lots of soy, and with any luck, she will be like one of the women in the trials who went from having surgery every year to no surgery at all in six years. So, GOOD NEWS. Just hearing the oncologist's gasp of appalled consternation when my mother mentioned the dreaded M-word was worth the price of the copay.
I'm feeling pretty cheerful right now, all things considered. I'm more-or-less on a shoestring budget, but financially secure for the moment. I got to sleep to 9:00 this morning. Friends and former coworkers are coming through to offer up recommendations and job leads. My dogs don't know what to do, they're so excited to have me home. And no mastectomy!