A cousin who had cancer surgery last week (my younger cousin, the one I grew up with like a sister) got a clean bill of health today - the cancer had not spread. I had been holding my breath on that one, it was a particularly nasty kind of cancer, and me with my "U of Hard Knocks Med School" background (degree conferred by my friend A), I knew too much about it. It's right up there with renal cancer on the Oh Fuck Scale, and has a similar treatment protocol and dismal survival rate unless it is caught early, so this was very good news indeed.
And the wonderful Miss Doxie is blogging again.
Fuck. I'm tired.