Living in the Space Between Answers

 I was awake at 5:30 am. 
Anxiety really stinks sometimes.
We were on the road at 9 am. 
We were nearly half an hour early, but traffic was heavy and the fog thick.
I just sat in the car until time to go in.

My appointment was for 10 am. 
I finally walked out of the office at 12:40 pm.
I know I annoyed them. 
I had to ask three times how much longer until I was seen.
Cowboy worked today. 
I didn't have the time to sit scrolling through Facebook, watching person after person get called back while I was still sitting.

I wish I could say this year’s appointment went as well as last year’s, but it didn’t.
I walked out with an appointment in six months and a possibly benign diagnosis.
More than likely what they’re seeing is my cysts coming back, but they can’t say with a hundred percent certainty that’s what it is.
I knew things weren’t good when I kept sitting and waiting.

Like Badger, I believe a total mastectomy may be the most straightforward solution.
The emotional toll-the worry, the fear, the anxiety-is exhausting.

I’m unaware of my family history regarding breast cancer.
My maternal relatives did not seek medical care, and I have no connection to my paternal side.

Once I finally got out, we stopped at Hardee’s. 
That was a bit weird.
Of course, we have a Wendy’s in JC that’s like it.
It was in a small corner off a gas station.

We pulled into the drive at 1:35 pm. 
That was cutting it too close.
By the time Cowboy had taken care of his chickens and eaten, it was time for him to head to work.

We both had headaches: Badger from sitting in a hot car for four hours, me from waking up at 5:30.
We took a little walk to the wolf dog house, came home, and watched movies the rest of the night.
She found a long one that filled up most of the evening.

Heron came back from E’s, tinkered with his RV for a while, tried practicing some fly fishing, and then wandered inside.
Before long, he was caught up in the movie with us.
It had to be Sean Connery.

The movie is finally over, Heron has headed back to his RV, Badger is in bed, so I'm heading to bed.
It was a rough day.

Heron still hasn't caught on to us adding another light in back to light the way to his RV.
It pops on, he'll stand a minute or so, look around, you can see he's trying to figure out what is different.
It just hasn't hit him yet.
It's not in his face like the lights on the she-shed and RV.
It primarily only lights up the back porch, and down to the-she-shed archway.
It is terribly bright, though.
He’ll figure it out soon enough, or maybe he’s standing there wondering why on earth we’ve filled the place with so many lights.