I had a pretty lackluster to crappy birthday on Monday.
The night before I stayed up later than normal trying to stave off my third occurrence of mastitis since the Youngest was born.
Hot compresses, ibuprofen, pumping, all to no avail, I was still pretty sick in the morning.
I went to the doctor and he was concerned that since it was indeed my third time that perhaps there was an underlying cause that hadn't been previously identified.
Now you never really want to hear the words inflammatory malignancy, but on your birthday they're especially unwelcome.
We had planned to see Brave with the kids in the afternoon, and then head out for dinner, and I hoped to pick up a birthday cake from BitterSweet, which is an allergen sensitive bakery close by.
So, as we were deciding our afternoon plans, I went to check the holiday hours at BitterSweet and they were closed for the entire week.
No birthday cake, possible cancer and I'm back on antibiotics which cause tummy troubles for The Youngest.
On the bright side, the movie was excellent and we had a nice dinner out, notwithstanding the milkshake kerfuffle that the Younger endured (his first caramel milkshake came in a leaky cup, the second one was a salted caramel, not to his taste at all, and the third fell on the floor.)
Tuesday brought better news - the breast ultrasound was clear, and the radiologist seemed annoyed that the doctor had even brought up cancer, since I wasn't presenting with most of the symptoms.
Also, I baked my own cake - dairy-free and lemon curd-filled.
Yesterday we celebrated three birthdays at my in-laws, since my Father-in-law and Mother-in-law both have birthdays this week too, and had a lovely time.
Then I got home and as I was cruising Ravelry I saw this -
I'm off to the Home Depot for a 1" x 4" today and hopefully I'll have a spinning wheel by the end of the month!