Sleep will probably be elusive tonight. It's the night before the biopsy, and I made the mistake of calling in to reset my access to the hospital internet portal where the mammogram results had been lurking. I read the report, googled the terms that I didn't know, and looked up things like how big should underarm lymph nodes be (since there was a measurement for the one she looked at during the ultrasound). Until tonight, I was still leaning heavily on the idea that it was just a cyst. I'm significantly less confident now, but my faith in medical science is no less strong. As long as it's not "it's all in your head" or "just wait and see over the next six months," I'll work with whatever it is.
To pass the time, I prepped ahead the dinner for this week's game nights, of which there will be two at my house this time around. I don't know what tomorrow's dinner will be. That will be up to someone else. I'll be following doctor's orders and taking it completely easy tomorrow night. Wednesday will be the casserole that my grandmother taught me to make, consisting primarily of ground beef, white rice, tomatoes, corn, and okra. I don't know whether it has a name. For that matter, I don't know whether she invented the recipe or whether it's something so common that you just absorb it through your skin by virtue of growing up in Oklahoma in the 20th century.
I spent the last two nights catching up on painting figurines for the games. It takes a long time to do it right, and I found that it's way easier now that I bought a craft lamp with a giant magnifying glass on it. I'm maybe halfway through, maybe just a third of the way. There are still lots of layers to give the colors depth and life. It takes a long time to get through them, especially when someone on the other side of the table is banging away on his computer keyboard, and nosy Stuff Inspectors come through to sniff the paintbrush rinse water and to knock things over with their tails.
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