Robin Renée (she, her)<p>Yesterday was a pretty mixed bag. We got a call from the <a href="https://urusai.social/tags/Surgical" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>Surgical</span></a> <a href="https://urusai.social/tags/Oncologist" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>Oncologist</span></a> confirming that the two <a href="https://urusai.social/tags/biopsies" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>biopsies</span></a> were <a href="https://urusai.social/tags/cancerous" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>cancerous</span></a>, :btr_bocchi_pain:​ which wasn’t surprising, but was still hard to hear. :fuminodepression3:​</p><p>Later that evening, our son (who lives just around the corner) came over to see us (but mostly Sami, who’s his birth mom), and after some talking, we watched a <a href="https://urusai.social/tags/movie" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>movie</span></a> he hadn’t seen before - <a href="https://urusai.social/tags/GhostInTheShell" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>GhostInTheShell</span></a> 🤖​. We had a lot of great <a href="https://urusai.social/tags/discussions" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>discussions</span></a> after that. All in all, a good night. 💤</p>