The crappiest week ever.

My mom received a diagnosis of breast cancer today. And, no, that wasn’t even the crappy reason I went to see her yesterday — although in some ways that (which, no, I’m still not talking about) was worse. Well, no, it wasn’t. But it was close.

We don’t know a ton at this point except that it’s very early, might even be what they call “Stage 0” DCIS, so treatment options are many and prognosis is good.

It. Still. Sucks.