Tiny needles

It was a slow week, I still was tired from the cold I'd had and it rained quite a bit in the early part of the week. On Friday I had a breast aspiration. Several weeks ago I felt an unfamiliar lump on one of my breasts. When you have breasts the size of mine, it is not hard to notice a change. So I had the usual mamo and ultrasound done, and they recommended the aspiration done. They stuck a tiny little needle into me to numb the area, that burned like fire, but the rest was a piece of cake. I won't get the lab results back until the 24th, which is way too long to have to wait, I think. Luckily, they are not too concerned, apparently I have lots of cysts in my body, that is one reason that I lost my uterus several years ago. I guess cysts just like me. Still, if I was overly concerned about cancer, 10 days to find out biopsy results is sheer torture.

I hosted a soup and salad party for the ladies of our church after my procedure. We had close to 2o different soups to try. It was good to host everyone, it's been a while since I've had a big gathering at my house. One of the ladies of the group had just suffered a miscarriage that very morning, and her husband had to work an evening shift. She didn't want to be home alone, so she came to hang out with us, of course we prayed for her, hugged her, and cried with her. We also had a great time with many laughs. It is a testament to the women in my body that she wanted to be with them in her time of sorrow. I am so blessed with godly women in my life.

Happenings in a nutshell

On Fridays Amanda is off from school, so this past Friday we went on a shopping trip. She had some money saved from working and wanted to buy some shoes. I think that this was our first shopping trip together out of town, just the two of us. I am (much to the dismay of my mother and mother in law) not a shopper. If I don't see something, then I don't know what I'm missing, and that is how I like to keep it. Now don't get me wrong, I frequent stores quite often, but it is usually that we are going somewhere for some reason, and then when I see a Ross, and I have to stop in for a quick peek. Anyway, Amanda got herself some shoes, jeans and T-shirts, while I snagged similar T-shirts and some shirts for the boys. There were some deals to be had, I didn't pay more than $5.99 for a sweatshirt, and my T's were under $5.

Saturday I woke up sneezing like there was no tomorrow and with a sore throat, but my persuasive husband convinced me to go to the ATV trails with him and the kids. He was planning on taking the boys dirt bike riding, but then Amanda wanted to go as well, along with the neighbor kid who comes and rides on our track. The kids wanted me to go, since the whole family was going, so I gave in and went. We had to squish 7 people into the truck and 7 bikes onto the trailer. We have not been to the trails in about a year, and just recently all the boys have upgraded to bigger bikes. Austin is now on a 150, 2 stroke, which just means that it is a fast racing bike. Amanda has Austin's old one, so even she is equipped to ride, plus she is a daredevil and has a feel and knack for riding. I on the other hand am now only slightly better than my 8 yr old, and he is the only one that I saw ride, except of course when Nate would swing back to see how I was doing, or when I caught a glimpse of a blur through the trees, or when they would wait up for us at a crossroad. I can't decide if I'm super cool or a big fool. I saw 2 other people of the female persuasion, but they have the word teen somewhere in their description, and they were on 4 wheelers. I like it that Nate pushes me to keep doing things, but I'm not sure how I feel about being a 40 yr old biker chic. When Dania gets home that will probably put an end to my riding, because I'm pretty sure that she will not want to tackle ATV trails. I want her to learn how to ride, just to have the skill, because it has been really good for me and boys to have, but I seriously doubt she will want to tear around the track.

We came home from that big day with an hour to spare before company was coming over for dinner. I had to still go to the store and get stuff for dinner, so needless to say a shower was out of the question. I was also feeling poorly. The cold had drained me, and I think that I got dehydrated, because all I had to drink that day was coffee in the morning, (which is a diuretic) and half a bottle of water. I was shaky and weak by the time company came, but I got a second wind after 7:30pm.

Last night we rented "The Boy in the Striped Pajamas." I highly enjoyed this movie for the family. It is about the Holocaust, but it presented it in a way that was very poignant to my kids. Luke was old enough to "get it" and it wasn't so disturbing that the thematic elements outweighed the story. The story was from the perspective of an 8 yr old boy. No blood, no graphic holocaust imagery, no cussing, (just some anti Semitic propaganda) There was and still is lots of topics for discussion, from naughty boyish behavior to hate and murder. I am a holocaust buff (if you can even call it that w/o sounding insensitive) but I read everything I can get my hands on, especially the biographies of survivors.

In adoption news, all of my updated paperwork has been submitted to USCIS, and I am awaiting approval. As soon as I get my approval notice, we go to Haiti to file our final paperwork. Christmas is still a viable possibility.