I spent the day trying not to be nervous and failing. The doctor was in surgery this morning when I called, so I just left a message to call after 3:30. I kept my phone glued to my side but 4,5, and 6 o'clock came and went with no call, so I figured I'd talk to him tomorrow.
He called at 6:45PM.
There was some confusion because the imaging people inexplicably sent over the results of the biopsy they did four years ago, but the real news is that the lymph node mapping came back fine.
Now I can cancel my ultrasound in March and make plans to go out to Massachusetts instead!
I can't shake the feeling that there's something going on in there that will catch up to me eventually, but I'm used to that one. I decided some time ago that I can't put anything on hold because of all the what if scenarios I imagine based on my wretched history. If it happens, I'll deal with it then. For now, I'm good.
I'm not doing any school work of any kind tonight. I also plan to sleeeeeeep.
(In spite of my nerves and exhaustion, the dry ice observations with the 8th graders went very well. The only bummer was having to go to 3 different stores to find one with the dry ice in stock. Next time I'll call first.)