Hooker shoes and hard drives...

7:30am? Who schedules biopsies that early? Don't they know that means Allison needs to get up at like 3:30? Just kidding, it doesn't take her long anymore. She's figured out how to get ready in lightspeed in order to optimize the amount of time she gets to sleep. She enjoys sleep...she didn't get much last night. Nerves. Mind racing. Let's get this over with.

Nice, they have a coffee/cappuccino machine in the waiting room! I didn't have to stop at Palms and buy that cup. Wireless, another bonus. These doctor offices are pretty nice...wish we didn't have this "opportunity" to discover that though.

My mind switches gears to the dead hard drive sitting in the computer at home. I hate computers sometimes. Why did I get into IT again?? Other people's computer problems are one thing, having your own computer die is entirely different. I don't look forward to the weekend "project" that I wasn't planning on.

Allison comes out after about an hour, everything went well and they tell her they'll call her with the results on Monday. We were expecting to hear the news on Tuesday when we meet with Dr. Blouin. So this is good....right? Not sure she wants to hear bad news over the phone though. But wait a minute, it won't be bad news! No cancer in the second "spot"...that's what we'll hear when they call Monday. She's been a little emotional this morning, hopefully with this behind her and a nap ahead of her she'll be better this afternoon.

We stop at Best Buy so I can get a new hard drive for my weekend "project", hit Panera for a quick light breakfast and then, oh no...she sees the shoe store! NO! It wasn't too bad though, my Facebook friends got to see it, she wanted some boots. I told her she could get them if she would try on the black hooker shoes on the Clearance rack and let me take a picture! She does it, we both laugh, good therapy. I love her.

We're home now and she's laying down trying to catch up on the sleep she didn't get last night. God, let her rest.