Before I get to the "final blow of 2020," let me introduce you to little Peppermint, Joseph's new puppy, our Christmas gift to Joseph this year. Joseph wanted us to come see her in person before we saw her picture. She is a cute little thing...about 7 weeks old...a lab/bulldog mix. Joseph seems very happy. And, it is obvious by his photos that he didn't get his two front teeth for Christmas!
On to our final blow...and I'm not referring to wind blowing, though we may get that on into the early morning hours...but that will be 2021's welcome! 2020's final blow for us came this afternoon when Woody received a phone call from his dermatologist, who removed the mole on his arm two weeks ago. The report was back...and...it was not what she thought it was (not the first time that we have been told that they were sure that it wasn't melanoma, but they would send it off just to be sure...I should be clued in to this and not believe them by this time!). It did test melanoma. She told Woody that she was going to call Dr. Wyman, Woody's melanoma doctor at Vanderbilt, to see what he wanted the next step to be. A little after five she called back to say that Dr. Wyman wanted it excised more and perhaps test a/some lymph node/s. She will call back on Tuesday after she has set things up with a surgeon and we will once again be back in the melanoma cycle...been there...done that...several times now. Deja vu...all over again. On that note, I will see you next year! Be safe! Be well! Be cautious! And, for one last time this year...'tis the season!
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