My mother had a serious and significant cancer scare today. She went through chemotherapy for ovarian cancer when I was about sixteen, and was down and out for an entire year. Yesterday, she apparently started having intense pains - like the ones she had before she had her hysterectomy - and was rushed to the emergency room. She's fine - she needs surgery to get rid of another tumor and it is possible she'll come out of remission within the year - but there's no immediate, intense danger.

I was a wreck between phone call one and phone call two from Mother's Boyfriend, though.