My mom got the results of her breast surgery back on Friday. There were nice clear margins around the lump they removed, and her lymph nodes were clear as well. She still needs a bit of follow up (likely some radiation and possibly hormone treatment), but overall it's the best possible outcome she could have hoped for. We're all so overjoyed to finally get a bit of good news for a change!
The past couple of weeks have actually been some of the best I've had in a while in terms of mood and energy. It all started with my trip home to see my family after my mom's surgery a few weeks ago, which probably did me just as much good as it did for her. My dad was the only one who knew about my visit, which I feared for a while was going to lead to disaster since he couldn't seem to wrap his head around the basics of lying to his wife. I kept having to field questions about how he was going to get to the airport to pick me up without her knowing (answer: tell her you're going to the hardware store, where you routinely disappear for hours so she definitely won't want to come) or how he was going to stop her from sending my birthday present in the mail (obvious answer: take it and tell her you'll mail it, then DON'T MAIL IT). It was hilarious and cute at the same time, and reassured me that my dad would never be able to pull off having a secret second family somewhere.
Despite my doubts, Dad came through in the end and my mom's reaction (huge hug, incoherent happy tears) was definitely worth it. Then we pulled together an impromptu 38th birthday party for me and had a big family dinner to celebrate.
The rest of the week was spent doting on my 4-year old niece, to whom I am now the awesomest person on planet earth. We coloured Disney princesses, had a sleepover, braided each other's hair, did each other's makeup (Rocky Horror Picture Show mean anything to anyone??), went shopping, ate ice cream, skipped rope, watched "Frozen", danced about a thousand times to Pharrell's "Happy", and in general had an absolute blast. I loved everything about being the cool aunt, and it makes me wish we lived closer to my family so I could do it more often. By day two my niece was begging to stay home from day care so that we could hang out, and at the end of my trip she was talking about how soon she could come to Toronto to visit me. Man, I love that kid!!
The return home to M and Buddy was bittersweet, but on the plus side spring has finally come to Toronto after what has felt like the longest winter EVER. We've had some great weather the past couple of weekends, which has allowed us to finally get outside and clear up all of the branches and debris from the ice storm that we had just before Christmas. We still need to hire some tree and lawn people to help with the last of the cleanup and recovery, but at least our neighbours aren't embarrassed by us anymore.
Finally, we're pretty close to narrowing down our clinic for donor egg in the Czech Republic. We have had a few Skype consults and I'll share more about our selection process in a later post. Also, on Friday I was psyched to see that the province of Ontario has announced that it will begin funding one cycle of IVF starting in 2015. While it's a bit late for me, it's a huge step in the right direction for other infertile couples and goes a long way to helping a lot of people who otherwise couldn't afford it. All in all, lots to feel good about!