Today, Mrs. Hillbilly Mom celebrates her first day off the pain meds, her first day of driving T-Hoe again, her first day of feeling 'normal' after her elaborate throat-cutting last Tuesday.
Yesterday, a sudden swelling prompted a doctor's visit to the gynecologist (who better to check your thyroid by groping your neck) because the surgeon's office would not return Mrs. HM's phone calls. As an added bonus, the gyno took HM's blood for her week-after-surgery thyroid hormone levels check, and accessed the BJC network to inform her of the pathology results from her surgery.
In the good news department, the swelling is an accumulation of fluid where the thyroid used to reside, and may take a while to go away, but will not suffocate nor strangle Mrs. HM. In the even better news department, that nasty old gelatinous thyroid nodule was NOT cancer, and Mrs. HM has the go-ahead to get on with her excitement-packed life.
Let the games begin.