Tax Day

If you live in the U.S., by the time you read this, the tax deadline will be here. Have you sent in your return yet?

I'd pretty much forgotten about it--not that we hadn't done ours, but rather that we did the paperwork about a month ago, e-filed it, and then put it out of our minds. I was at a friend's house this evening, and her husband was still messing around with the paperwork--one of her daughters had claimed "exempt" on her withholding all year and then couldn't understand why she had to PAY. Kids! Speaking of which, I sure hope mine have sent their tax returns in.

Tonight, the second Wednesday of the month, WOULD have been our Thimbleberries Club meeting but our area's local shop hop is underway and that meant we couldn't meet as we normally would. Instead, one of our members invited a small group of us to her house for an "organized potluck" dinner, a little hand stitchery, and a lot of talking. We had a great time, and I realize, once again, how lucky I am to have such good quilting friends.

I saw the surgeon again this morning and he did another needle aspiration--this time, there was only half the amount of fluid, although the swelling made the "bump" much the same size as it was last Friday; he attributed that at least in part to the tissue's reaction to being stuck with a HUGE A$$ NEEDLE last Friday and again today. It seems I'm a mystery to him so far, and he's kind of intrigued since he hasn't been able to figure out what's going on. This time, in addition to the culture to see if there's any infection, they'll do some additional testing to see if they can shed any more light on the cause of the problem. If it's still a mystery after that, then they'll probably do some kind of ultrasound or radiographic studies--unless I just heal up, which is what I'm hoping will happen, even if it deprives my doctor of the opportunity to solve the puzzle. I was talking to someone today who had a cyst that was aspirated twice before it went away, and hers was in just about the same location. Oh, and the surgeon DID mention that it could be a cyst. So who knows? I have a new theory, though. I'm guessing middle-aged boob sag led to the stretching and the displacement of tissue, which in turn opened up a pocket that filled with fluid. Hey, it's about as likely a theory as any other, right?! I'll run that one by the doctor next time I see him. I wonder whether having such a medical condition could score me a little insurance-covered cosmetic surgery?! I'll let you know.

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