Bibbity Bobbity Boob

Last time I checked, the calendar said it was May.  But my Christmas cactus is blooming and I'm confused.  You may remember it bloomed last year in late November, just in time for Thanksgiving.  And now it's at it again.  I've never, EVER, had it bloom twice in a year.  I hope it's a lucky sign; I could use a bit of luck in my life right now.

This came in the mail Thursday:

"Your bilat digital screening mammogram performed May 12, 2009, shows the need for further evaluation.  We would like you to have a left breast ultrasound."

My first thought was that this is not a good time to have to deal with this.  But then I realized that this letter would never come at a good time in anyone's life.  Who am I to think that the everyday challenges I'm already facing at the current time are more important or pressing than any other woman who has recently received the same letter?  

I'm sure the ultrasound will turn up nothing.  At least I think I'm sure.  I hope I'm sure.  Maybe I'm just hoping and praying.  Hoping and praying for peace within my little world.  Hoping and praying for my daughters' futures.  Hoping and praying they never get a letter like this.  And hoping and praying the ultrasound will be the end of this little drama.

In the meantime, I'm trying to focus on cleaning my studio.  It is in quite a mess since finishing the Patches quilt.  There is something therapeutic about folding fabric, sweeping the floor, and wiping down surfaces.

The test is Tuesday afternoon.  If you don't mind, please say a little prayer for me.