Lump Update...

Cassie's appointment to see the surgeon is July 5th. I may go crazy before then.

If I may go off on a political tangent for a moment (and yes, I may... this is our blog, not yours... lol)... what does it say about this country that before the receptionist even asks what her name is or how old she is they are asking for insurance information - in detail. They don't even know the details of her or her case and they want the insurance information. Yes, I'm aware this is the real world, but I was honestly taken aback that they didn't even ask anything more about her. WTF? Literally, the first question was "what's her first name", the second question was (not what's wrong you notice), but "what kind of insurance do you have" - the next four were asking for the details of that insurance. Let me clue you in, here... I'm a paranoid mother whose youngest little one (a girl) has a buldge sticking out of her groin... I don't give a damn of what my policy number is, I will fax you a copy of the card, now tell me what the heck I'm supposed to do.

*breathe* Okay, anyway, so her appointment is July 5th and I have all ideas she's going to be babied even more than normal until that time.