I wonder just how significant this day is going to turn out to be for me--will it be a day that fades into vague memories or will it be the day that starts a time apart. I had to go for more views of my right breast today--I cannot count the number of views the lady took. She was so nice though.

The bottom line is while I have an old cyst that has been there a long time, I also have a place with about 30 microcalcifications and the radiologists wants me to have a biopsy done. Right now I am more bothered by whether I should tell people or whether I shouldn't. I don't want people to worry, but would appreciate the prayers. I really do not want one of my sisters to know cause I know how upset she will be.

It really affected my husband, but like I told him, it isn't a death sentence just because a biopsy is called for. I just really don't want to worry about it.

On to happier subjects, my daughter called tonight and she thinks I will be able to bring my kitten home this weekend. I cannot wait...I have been searching for a name for him. So far Moses is my choice. I would call him Mose for short. He is the kind of tabby my Cougar was....I still miss him. Here is a picture of my Cougar--I think it is the second picture of him I took with my digital Canon Rebel. This is not too long before I had to have him put down. He was one smart kitty--he answered to his name, knew the meaning of 'no' and a whole lot more.

I am finally able to eat fairly normal--it took long enough. I think night before last was the first real meal I have eaten since starting on the new antidepressant. I cannot tell if it is helping me yet or not with the exhaustion and moods. The moods came and went anyway, and I still could sleep the day away if given the chance.

I have to go back for more views (mammograms??) of my breasts. They think it is just calcifications, but just want to be sure. I do not feel worried, though maybe I should. I have had one sister and one maternal aunt with breast cancer. That is Monday morning.

Still not into sewing or even photography...I did sew a few lines earlier this week and keep promising myself to get back down there. I did have to redesign my sketch of the quilt top I am making...the one I was going by used only 56 blocks and I have 72 made. It is going to be old-timey looking. Mainly browns and dark colors. I am trying to use some of my older fabrics.

You might ask what I have been doing. The answer is not much. I have been trying a new antidepressant--once before I was suffering with this fatigue thing and an antidepressant did the trick. That was several years ago, and I have not had any real problems till now. Anyway, this is totally messing with my stomach. On the positive side, I should lose some weight. The negative is that besides not ever feeling like eating, I don't even like to think about food--don't want to cook it or even smell it. I just feel out of sorts all the way around.

I accidentally forgot to take it once, and was able to eat a little better the next day. So yesterday I skipped taking it till I would actually enjoy eating something today. I have been taking it since the 8th and have not ate a full meal since. Even with not taking it yesterday, I didn't really eat much today.

I went to the doctor partly because I have been so moody plus just extreme exhaustion. It might be that time of life for me since I am 51 yrs. old. So, if this don't work, the doctor is going to do farther tests and see if Hormone Replacement Therapy (HRT) might be an option. New studies have shown that it is not near as dangerous as once thought...in the original studies done, they avoided having one segment of women in it.

It turns out that it is NOT good for women who are past menopause, but shows that in the others, that 40% of those that don't have HRT will develop Alzheimer's by age 80. There was an article in the New England Journal of Medicine, and also an article about that article in the Los Angeles times--June 21st I think is the date.

HERE is where I first heard about the article...it at least gave me hope that something can be done. Maybe.