Coinkydink of the Highest Order

The WEIRDEST thing happened today. I had a doctor's appointment (to see about getting my cyst removed--that'll be Jan. 5) and was running late. I just couldn't get my A in G. I finally got on the road when I realized I didn't have the fax of my test results that I would probably need. I remembered distinctly telling myself not to take them into the house when I'd gotten out of the care the night before. What had I done with them?! I drove back home and found them in a bag I'd taken inside. So I got on my way again. By the time I got there, I was about half an hour late. As I was going into the building, I passed someone and knew I recognized her from somewhere. We both did a double-take and turned back. We shook hands and said hi. I asked what she was doing there--the cancer center, after all. She said she'd just gotten a mammogram and asked about me. I said I had a cyst that needed to come out. She said, "Oh, good," to which I replied, "Well, it will be once it comes out!" Then we said goodbye and moved on. It took me another half a minute at least to get my mind around who it had been: KH, the wife of the son of the aunt who I'm taking to court over the house! So in other words, a sort of arch-enemy if you look at things in a black and white way. The Powers that Be made that meeting fall into place this morning. I just wonder why. I may never even know...

PS--Just so you know, I had genetic testing done. I'm negative for the BRCA 2 mutation for certian. I have to find out about the BRCA 1. I'm going to have my right ovary removed and while I'm still asleep they'll look at it to see if it's malignant. If not, they'll just close me up. If so, they'll take everything else out. Get this: if you only have one ovary, it eventually takes over as if there were two, so you have regular periods. I'd've thought you'd only have one every other month! Darn! Oh, I'll be so glad to get this thing out! It's a bit like having a toothache where my appendix used to be. I think I insulted the doc. He was kind of bragging about this robot, the DaVinci something or other, that he'll be using, but I didn't know what he was talking about! He seemed a bit put out ;-) I asked him if he'd be able to see if there was some endometriosis going on since my hip seems so affected by this cyst and I knew that not having any children put you at higher risk for endometriosis. He said yes, he'd be able to see that. Then he said that not having children also put you at higher risk for ovarian cancer. I said, yeah, that sucks doesn't? And he agreed, yeah, it did. He seems to have a sense of humor and I'm glad about that. He didn't have to agree quite so readily, though, that he might as well take my ovary since I probably wouldn't be needing it at my age!