I wanted to tell my mom and get it all scheduled and really just get over it before I blogged about it, but here’s the deal.. I went to the Dr yesterday (as you may well know by now). I have a fibroid (which I knew) but it’s gotten bigger (which was news to me). It was once the size of a grape, but now it’s the size of a small orange and in a place where I have no choice but to get it removed via abdominal myomectomy. Which means being in surgery, staying in the hospital for a couple of days, and no going to work for 6 weeks. It’s been scheduled for March 11.. I expect flowers. Lots and lots of flowers.