Another Grey Day

The only thing worse than bad news is waiting for bad news. In this case, the results of a biopsy (not mine) due back Wednesday. You're hoping not to see the word Lymphoma on those papers, not to hear it from a doctor. It's already been a long year for you, already two hospital holidays, and it's only April. I wonder if I can hold my breath for two days? Something makes me want to try.