Thanks

Thanks to everyone for your support and your kind words. I feel like I need them now. I had a freakout this morning, simply because the stress and anxiety seems most acute then--wake up from a dead sleep, and the reality of the situation is there. The sleep is marginal, at best. I wake up and feel for Milo...check to feel his warmth, to hear his breathing, to know that he's okay. I feel better knowing that there are those who are thinking warm thoughts for Milo.

Tomorrow, Milo's doctor will have the results of a biopsy that he performed on Tuesday. Hopefully, the biopsy will give us an indicator of Milo's condition, and where we can expect to go from here. I think part of the whole freakout for me is not knowing just what is going on, and having to give up a certain amount of my control-freakishness. A preliminary diagnosis is kidney cancer. The doc said he's 90% certain. I wish I could do something--cast a spell--and make Milo better, but I can't. All I can do is what I can do. And one of the things I'm more than capable of doing, is thanking everyone who is thinking of Milo and wishing him well.

Thanks.