I hate pink.

Why is the breast cancer ribbon pink? I am sure there is a valid reason but shouldn't it be kick ass green? Or a power shade of red? I have never been a pink girl (no offense to all the young girls in my life who love pink). I've always favored the colors red and dark green. Red like true love. Green like the dark redwood forest. I hate pink.

For the second day in a row, I was wide awake at 4AM. Michie was too, after sleeping for 12 hours, and we had a nice chance to talk and percolate the change in our lives. She held me, my eyes leaked, and we just talked. The waiting is the hardest part at this point. Meanwhile I will be setting up the appointments with the oncologist and radiologist so they are ready to go as soon as we know whether or not the cancer has spread.

Michie slept well and she seems to be right back to her normal 'let's go out and do errands' self. Which is typical for her first day post op. Her pain is being well managed with the valium and advil which is good since she is very allergic to any kind of narcotics or opiates. I am going to try and keep her down to a dull roar today 'cause I need her upright for our wedding ceremony tomorrow. As least, upright enough to get there, drink margaritas, and say 'I do'.

I am grateful for all the amazing emails we got yesterday. I am grateful for all the sweet and concerned phone calls left on our voice mail. I am grateful we have good health insurance. I am grateful for those who have already come with us to the hospital, brought us food and flowers, want to do research, and run small errands. I am grateful that there are so many folks that I can ask for help.