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Over a year ago Mom told me she had a knot on her side. I asked her if she had told the dr, and she said no, she was just watching it. It never went away, but it never grew any, either. Until 2 weeks ago, when in the span of 3 days it grew from a small knot on the side to a small bulge on her stomach, and then grew again the next day. Her general dr saw her immediately, said he did not think it was a hernia and scheduled an appt with a general surgeon the next week. I was not overly thrilled that he did not order any other tests (and I don't think the surgeon was either) but we were all impressed that the surgeon had actually skimmed some of her charts, asked quite a few questions about her previous bouts with melanoma and had her set up for tests at the local (Mom's local...not the the dr's local!) hospital the next morning. We were all pondering the different possibilities (and there were many) and at the same time, trying not to think about it.

Meanwhile we (more like me) was debating whether or not to actually go anywhere for our anniversary. We finally went, and were thankful to get the texts/call about the appt on Friday, as well as get the call on Monday (our actual anniversary) that Mom's abdomen muscles have simply worn out and separated. She'll be fitted for a brace to wear to help it from getting worse. We don't know a lot more than that at the moment, but she's already anticipating that it will help with her back and hip pain. Considering that comes from disintegrating bones, I don't think it will, but I'm not about to tell her that.

I hope to post pics and tidbits from our trip soon, but I actually had some vegetables to prep and put in the freezer when we got home (a first this summer!), and I still have laundry and some other things that need to be done so it won't happen tonight or tomorrow morning.

Meanwhile 3 of our young hens (the leghorns, meaning white eggs!) have started laying. We are very happy to have our egg production come back!!!

We harvested most of the pears before we left to keep the squirrels from eating them all, so more pear salsa is on the horizon for this week.

And elections training for trainers is this Saturday - so life is about to pick up tempo again!

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