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So, I'm going to night shift near the end of this month and I had to talk to the LT. about the mini surgery and make sure he had enough people to cover me being out that night. The day before my surgery he doesn't. The reason I want the day off before is because I'm going to be taking something that's pretty much gonna keep me around the bathroom the whole day. So one of the girls at work said that she would switch me days so that I could have those two days off! Awesome yes?! I love my co-workers!:P

We were driving yesterday and my mom said that after she gets back we need to go out and eat because she doesn't spend enough time with me. I looked over at her and was like: "What?" As y'all know my mom is one of my best friends. We spend A LOT of time together. And then it hit me. Convo goes something like this:

"Are you talking about because I'm going to have surgery?"
"Now....I just think that we need to spend more time together."
"Mooom..."
*beat of silence and I look away then whip around when I hear a sniffle.
"MOM!"
And just like that the tears starts flowing. My mom can't help herself. She's like a leaky pipe. In retrospective I shouldn't have said what I said next.
"Even if I DO die it's not like you don't know what I want at my funeral. Besides...you just beat the same thing that I MIGHT have so you know it's not a death sentence."

Way to be brilliant Cheryl...way to be brilliant! *slaps forehead* I'm not good with tears. Besides I'm pretty sure I'm not going to die! And even if it is cancerous I'll be good! I'm really not stressing...I don't have time to. Like I told Vee...I'm trying to calm everyone else in the family done. My blood pressure is fine!:P

Getting ready to go pick up sis!! YAY!!!!!! :D