Sunday, March 14, 2010
"But Joan," you may say, "that's pretty horrible, but 'Worst Day EVER?' Really?"
Wait, there's MORE!! Later on that day I received a call from the surgeon who had removed a lump from my neck. This was actually the last of three he had extracted, all with inconclusive lab results. The surgeon informed me that the biopsy findings of my latest mass were in. "You have lymphoma," he said. Worst. Day. Ever.
So, I'm telling you this because tomorrow we jump on a plane once again to begin our yearly pilgrimage, so I wanted you to know I won't be around for a few days. This year, we've even purchased tickets for Donny and Marie Osmond's show at the Flamingo Resort! I'm guessing there will a little bit country, and a little bit rock and roll involved!!
I've got one about our trip to Ireland scheduled for posting on St. Patrick's Day, and another called "Lost" that reveals my complete lack of direction and some interesting qualities about my Dad, the man who inspired my blog title! Lastly, on March 19th, I'll post the entry I wrote for Alan's blog in 2008 on the occasion of the first anniversary of Worst Day Ever. Hope it will adequately describe the tone of that surreal, now irrelevant day!!
I'm going to check in (in between slot pulls!) to read your comments, so feel free to be honest and open! I'll miss you all! Wish me luck!!
Thanks for Reading!!
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