Rain?

So I'm coming out of the bookstore, and there's this stuff falling out of the sky. I hold up my hands and turn my face upward and this passing stranger laughs and says, "Yeah, we're all doing that!" It isn't supposed to be raining here in June. Before the bookstore, I was at the dentist having a few fillings. It took three novocaine shots to keep the drilling from hurting -- I'm not sure I've ever had my eyeball go numb before. The laptop has gone off to Apple for attitude adjustment. This evening I work on moving more stuff from the living room into the spare bedroom in preparation for floor work. Nothing much exciting here, move along.

A Diagnosis

My mom has her diagnosis from the biopsy -- a lot faster this time than last year. This time it's your common garden-variety myeloma rather than something exotic that they have to send off to the specialists to examine. Of course, I've immediately gone off and googled lots of myeloma sites to stuff my brain full of entirely too much information on the topic. Of course there'll be more testing before a solid prognosis and treatment plan is available -- I'm keeping my fingers crossed that the fact that it doesn't seem to have been apparent in all the scans she had last year for the spinal thing means it's been identified at a fairly early stage. She says not to worry about her. Hah!