Gah!

So a week ago this hour, I was recovering from the biopsy and the surgeon was telling me I'd have the results possibly as soon as 48 hours, but surely by the end of the week. I have heard *nothing.* This morning I summon my courage and call the office. Turns out the doctor went out of town at the end of the week and just got back. OK, fine.

Then the secretary calls me back to say she contected the doctor between surgeries, and the doctor will call me this afternoon.

Can't she even give me a *hint*? No, probably not... and I'm going to be in and out all day! So I'll probably miss the call! And that damn office phone is busy 95% of the time (another reason I didn't try calling earlier).

Got the results.

I have breast cancer.

In other news . . .

I found my new dinnerware yesterday -- at Target, and on sale! (not the price shown on link). I went back and bought it today while samurai was getting her hair cut. 

be4u may remember us talking about dinnerware awhile back (she got some nice cobalt plates). The idea here was radically different from anything I've done before. I have some antique Japanese plates, bowls, etc. on display in the dining room, plus some red in a painting on its new coral walls, and I wanted to pick up that color. Plus the same red, in a quasi-Asian theme, is in the living room, where we do eat sometimes when CSI is on, or something good on PBS. While I love cobalt blue, the blue just didn't work in the DR or LR. I may go back for a much cheaper set of cobalt blue-rimmed plates to use in the kitchen. If all this seems extreme, it's because the plates I bought in 1979 (off-white stoneware with cobalt rims) have gradually been disappearing over the years...

Appropriately, I am making Asian fare tonight. Tried making tempura Saturday night. It came out OK, but oh, what a mess! Next time, I'm taking the easy way out and buying the frozen tempura veggies at Trader Joe's.

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The Alleged Past Lives of Ar_Wahan, Part I: The Saga Begins

One of my LJ friends, upon a comment I made in her journal, asked me to describe what happened when I went to Wales to find where I'd supposedly lived before, and realized I had, in my past life regression, translated the name of the home from Welsh into English. (Someone I met in Wales told me the name of the house, and it was quite a shock.)

The problem is, there is so much backstory involved, I am having trouble doing this. (Telling about going "home.") It's ironic that today I was planning to begin, since today I learned I have cancer, and this particular lifetime is threatened more than usual. So I'm going to make a little bit of a start - - by starting with the backstory. I will put this under a cut. 

First, this though: If you go back a few days to when I am totally floored by the results of an aura quiz I got from spiderwoman, you will see I am a cross between a rational "scientist" and a woo-woo. You will see this conflict between the two halves of me often in coming posts, if you choose to follow them. You will find it also in my choice of subject line today ("alleged").  I find it interesting that the aura quiz pinpointed these two halves of me so neatly.

OK, here it begins...

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So that is the backstory when you read about the life I remember most -- because I mention this one first one briefly in explaining things in my letter to a friend.

The Alleged Past Lives of Ar_Wahan, Part II: A Teaser to the Main Event

I have been debating between going to the next HUGE alleged past life memory (which led to regression, which led to trip to Wales) and the backstory that leads up to it. I can see both ways. Well, I guess I'll do backstory first, since it came first, chronologically.

I have here in front of me a carbon copy of a letter I wrote to Dorothy, a friend and contemporary of my mother's, but also a friend of my grandmother's (Obaa, who died in January 1983). Back in pre-personal computer days, carbon copying or photocopying was the only way to copy letters before you sent them off. I sensed I would want a record of this. I did not routinely make carbon copies of things I wrote, FYI! I am not a female Nixon. LOL.

( Cut beginnith )

OK, I'm not intending to end this on a cliffhanger, but I am exhausted and need to sign off and get to my consult tomorrow. So I will leave anyone foolish enough to be reading this [ :-) ] in suspense for another day.