Infinity Plus Ten

Ten years ago today, Dan and I exchanged vows in the Evergreen Hill area of Hidden Lake Gardens. I had big plans of surprising him with a visit to the site in which we exchanged vows, we were going to have wine and a picnic lunch. We were going to be driven by limousine. We were going to have the day to ourselves to celebrate 10 years of marriage.

Then reality hit. The boy has Zoo Preschool from 9am to 11:30am on Fridays. My husband has school from 8am to 2pm on Fridays.

My plans...out the window.

Then my mom made an offer we couldn't refuse. "How about if your dad and I keep Zane Saturday night (over night)?"....well, HELLS YES! This would be the first time in Zane's 3 years, 4 months and 6 days that he has ever slept in a house/hotel/apartment without us. Which also means this is the first night in 3 years, 4 months and 5 days that we've had a night alone.

So, how exciting is that? Wow!

No clue what we'll do (heh!)...but it will be fun. And I can't wait. Was supposed to go back to Paris for our 10th, but I suppose a night alone is second best.

Anyway, Happy Happy 10th Anniversary to my best friend, the father of my child and the love of my life.

9/11/09

This day of rememberance has always left my heart heavy. I will never forget where I was, what I was doing or how I was feeling. I will never forget my visit to NYC just over a month after the attacks. I will never forget the site. I will never forget the smell. Oh, the smell. I will never forget the mourners. The still standing church just mere feet from the rubble. I will never forget the photo's of victims...some already declared dead. Some "missing". Walking up and down the streets surrounding the WTC was perhaps the most humbling experience of my life.

But this day, 9/11/09, will be a day I remember forever for the good things it brought.

The boy started Preschool today at The Toledo Zoo. We've been talking about it a lot in hopes of preparing him to go to school, with people he doesn't know, without mommy or daddy. He did a SUPER job. He instantly made friends with a boy named Jake. When the teachers arrived and told all of the kids to hang onto the rope, my son abliged without any argument. I wasn't aware he could follow instructions.

He held the rope (if one of the kids drops the rope, the group stops) all the way into the school. He didn't look back. He didn't cry. Meanwhile, I was standing around the corner (peeking) with tears streaming down my face.

I finally got in my car and headed to my next destination. St. Anne's Mercy Cancer Center.

2 weeks ago I experienced sharp shooting pains in my left breast which lasted for about 2 hours. I scheduled an appointment with my GP and she felt a large mass, and ordered a diagnostic mammogram and ultrasound.

At 10am this morning, I had both tests. I have been a NERVOUS WRECK for 2 weeks. There is history of breast cancer on both sides of my family. Not first degree relatives, but 2nd and 3rd.

Since my tests were "diagnostic" and not just preventative, the radiologist read the results immediately.

Turns out I do have a cyst. A PREFECTLY NORMAL LOOKING CYST. So normal, in fact, that they said no further tests or procedures were necessary.

So, thank goodness. My 2 week breast cancer scare is over.

I DO NOT HAVE BREAST CANCER. I DO NOT HAVE BREAST CANCER.

I.DO.NOT.HAVE.BREAST.CANCER.

*breathe*