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I really didn't have anything witty to place as the title of this post.
Anyways guys here's the deal.
#9 aka my younger sister is having a lump in her breast checked out today.  It was discovered by a mammogram she had performed for her 40th Birthday a few days ago.
It may be and I believe it is, nothing. I'll soon be here blogging about it and making ridiculous jokes about the whole ordeal.
The good? We have no instance of Breast cancer in our family. We do have a history of ovarian cancer.
The bad? A small lump under her arm.
More will be known when she gets her biopsy results back.
Regardless of any of it, She will be fine. She's a tough as nails.
My post will sporadic for awhile so everybody take care and I'll update this with good news in just a few days.
Tug

Comments

the dogs' mother said…
Crossing all fingers and toes. xoxo
June 21, 2010 at 9:08 AM
DKG aka Scrappy Doo said…
Sam,
Let us know. Tell Janna we love her. and you too!!!
Donna
June 21, 2010 at 12:13 PM
Joy said…
I'm thinking about her! Good luck! As I told you, if she has to have treatment, it's doable. xoxoxox
June 21, 2010 at 1:18 PM
mrs.missalaineus said…
my stepmom had a weird cyst that came up on hers and it turned out to be nothing. sending good karma to #9

xxalainaxx
June 21, 2010 at 2:42 PM
Ken Riches said…
At least she is dilligent and found something early, and there are lots of treatments. Hoping for good news.
June 21, 2010 at 7:57 PM
kayce. said…
good thoughts and prayers go out to you and #9 ~ fingers crossed for "nothing"! xoxox.
June 22, 2010 at 2:37 AM
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