I received correspondence re my mammogram on the 10th. It turns out all is well - no signs of anything suspicious. I wasn't expecting anything to be wrong, but it is always nice to have that letter to confirm. It certainly made me breathe a sigh of relief.
Poor Bill is injured. We went for our runs yesterday morning. I was running along and saw him walking toward me. I figured his legs were sore, but it was worse than that. He had stepped in a hole while jogging on the grass and hurt his left ankle. He hobbled home and put some ice on it. We went ahead to visit his parents for the day, but it was still bothering him. He iced and elevated it again when we got home. He says it feels better today, but it really hurt going down the stairs at work. I hope he did not do any serious injury to himself. He is bummed, but really glad it did not happen before or during the triathlon. He is going to stay off it as much as possible, so we will see what happens in a few days. I'll keep you posted!
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