Life in the ribbon

That title came from my son...a 13 year old genius. The idea for the blog came from my sister...I'm not really sure what this blog is going to look like. Maybe like Julie & Julia? Oh, but I'm not cooking :) I guess in a way though, I'm cooking up my recipe for the rest of my life. I've always been indestructible. Until Jan 3 of this year. I had found a lump about 5 days prior to my annual exam. My doctor sent me directly to the Comprehensive Breast Care Center where my boobs were pulled and prodded and flattened (Ladies: take Tylenol before your mammo). Then off to ultrasound where I saw It. There it was, this mass that was not supposed to be there. It didn't hurt, but it I knew it had a certain potential. As the radiologist was talking to me about the different types of lumps, he indicated that mine was not normal, so he performed a biopsy. I was to be in Des Moines the rest of the week and knew I would get the results there. I cried all the way home and all the way to Des Moines. the only thought I could think was "What if?"