So. Many. Lemons.

So, my last post revolved around child #3 and her new T1D diagnosis. Shortly after that we attended the funeral of a dear friend who died way too young, mourned with his grieving wife and children and were grateful for life even with all of its unexpected twists and turns.

Let me re-emphasize that statement: We are grateful. Rest assured, we are all ok and dealing.  If you know me fairly well, you know I am a fixer, whatever the problem is, we are going to deal with it.  (Not that I don't have occasional moments of "are you kidding me", but they are brief and then it is game on.) Everything we are dealing with has something that can be done for it.  Modern medicine rocks.

Enter Child #2: 18 years old, getting ready to head off to college and all the new challenges that await him. So many things to cross off the list before we send him off:  Attend orientation: check. Register for classes: check. Send in final transcripts: check. Buy things for dorm room: check.  Get wisdom teeth out: no check.

So, we sent #2 to get his teeth cleaned, and have an x-ray taken in prep for his wisdom teeth removal-a bonus, he only has 3, we can save a few bucks!

Cue melodramatic music:
But wait, what is that on his films??  There is something in his left mandible, why don't we get a better picture?  Let's schedule another scan.

OH, things don't look any better on that film, maybe a little worse.  We need to send this out to a specialized radiologist.

Results back in from radiologist, it is one of 4 things-- but we need a biopsy to confirm. (right now everything is pointing to benign, so there's that)

Biopsy done.

And now we wait.

SO. MANY. LEMONS.  Someone, please send me some sugar.