It should be nothing. I've survived a lumpectomy and chemotherapy and radiation. A biopsy, even a double biopsy, should be a piece of cake. But now someone is putting needles in my other breast. Give me a break.
Cancer patients learn a lot about waiting.
The lab results aren't in on Friday and it's the weekend. My stepson calls every day. Friends take us to brunch. My husband and I clean up the garden and hang wreaths. We buy little poinsettias to place around our Christmas tree and cyclamens to brighten the garden room.