Before I plunge in, I did get the radiology results yesterday after a protracted afternoon of calls because the radiology people wanted to do more testing than the rx specified, and eventually got an agreement, then mammos then another wait for ultrasound, then another wait for radiologist to study same. No waiting for results, though -- they tell you immediately what they're seeing.
The rad doc saw something probably not a problem, one more scan in six months. No need to do anything else. Good enough. Breathing now. And thanking all the blogistas who waited along with me. This called for patience!
I'm waiting along with someone else now, for a test, helping with the breathing. She has a few more days. So hard to wait. It does help when friends are keeping you in mind.
And the dryer is to be delivered Saturday. Handsome Son, on being informed of both pieces of news, texted "good news on both fronts". Which cracked me up, one being my personal front!
Meanwhile back on the windowsill.
A row of pears is a favorite art subject of mine. I've done drawings and monotypes of this kind of scene. Here I'm content with a photo showing the pears, with shadows, ripening on the sill, looking out at the pansies and, left, a struggling little pink azalea bush fighting the pachysandra.







