Please disregard all pale calves and feet in this photo. Focus on the cutie grinning in the mirror.
Check out my pink hair, mom.
And mine, too - check it out, mom.
Mom's surgery was the next morning. She was a super trooper, just like the ABBA song. After spending the 4th of July resting, healing, and resting some more she received the news she'd been waiting to hear regarding the lymph nodes and the "lump" that was removed from her breast: No chemotherapy needed, lymph nodes clear for signs of cancer, margins good.
This, this is the best news she could have heard.
And just like that, I got my mama back.
For you, Mama: