Sad news: my friend had to bury his cat yesterday morning. She was 21 years young. Damn. RIP Shorty.
I'm sorry to hear that. On our front, we will probably hear Watson's results back today. The whole thing is so weird...after the mass got drained (~50 mL!!), he's completely gone back to his old self (fairly bonkers, no sense of self-preservation, overly curious, energetic, super friendly). And yet, that really doesn't mean anythign in terms of the prognosis.
On more fun matters...I made escargots and creme brulee for date night on Saturday!
EDIT: Partial results back,
not lymphoma! Still not sure what it is, might be some odd infection, and I'm not exhaling until we have a definitive answer (not sure if there's a chance it might be a different cancer). But things are as good as they can be at the moment.