Woo hoo!

BRCA 1 — NO

BRCA 2 —NO

2,997 other possible mutated genes —IXNAY…NO…NEGATORY

This save Max and Adam and Pookie from having an elevated chance of breast cancer, prostate cancer and so on…(colon cancer). One of these, my kids would have just carried but could pass to their daughters if they have daughters. One of these would have elevated their chances of breast, prostate and colon cancer. And Pookie would have to start having mams at 25. But not on my watch. Not on my genes.

PLUS, if that is not enough (and it is but still) Plus, my staging MRI today came complete with no needles. no punctures. No invasive probing. It was downright relaxing in there. I thought about all kinds of things and didn’t have to do any visualization because I just didn’t. I am thrilled to only be cursed with gifilte fish and the Jewish mother nagging gene (ask my kids about that) but NOT with BRCA 1 or 2. For me, a very good day. When I start whining seriously on Thursday, please remind me of this day as it is sunny and the flowers are out and Joanie is coming over for a walk and Glenda is coming over so we can say hi to Hannah B and her friend from college so all is well.

I have now raised nearly a thousand bucks thanks to the generous donation of friends who wish to remain anonymous, but Adam is still trying to beat me (fat chance). If you are still considering donating money to the breast walk, please donate to Adam Westerman on the Fast Eddies team. Meanwhile, thanks to parents, siblings, friends and so on. More later. I am elated. Last time I felt this terrific regarding cancer was the day I has my mastectomy. Don’t get me wrong, though…I have been happy lots of other times…just not elated. Cheers.