All is well

I am still awaiting the results of the biopsy, but the procedure itself went very well. The most painful part was getting my I.V. My heart sunk when I realized I was getting a student. It sunk even further when he seemed to be having a hard time finding my veins. Now, I may not have huge veins, but they have never been that hard to find. He even had this nifty little red light thing to help, only....it didn't seem to be helping. After two failed attempts on my hand, and the experienced nurse being unable to snag my vein from his entry site (yes, I was cringing, and trying not to demand someone with experience) the student wisely admitted failure and let the nurse install one in another spot. I know they have to learn on someone, just not on me. I was a little afraid that this was an omen of things to come, but thankfully it wasn't. The biopsy went off without a hitch and very little pain. I will say that afterwards I felt like I had been punched or had a broken rib every time I took a deep breath, but no lung collapse and no coughing up blood - something that I guess is common after one of these. Now just pray they got enough to tell me what it is so I can get rid of it. 

I'm off to pick out some more paint colors. I'm telling you, we are getting an all new house, here. It's really kind of fun. Oh, and pray, because Dustin and I are finishing up the rest of the wood floor ourselves. We aren't fix it up people, so we shall see. It needs to get done, so we have little choice. I think it will be fun, personally. It's the sanding and finishing that will be more of a challenge - fear of the unknown, and all of that. :-)