"So it goes"

I had a biopsy today, which I wasn't expecting. I'd been under watch for something else and as it turns out, there was enough reason for the doctor to take a snip of me and send it in for examination.

This doctor; he's a friend of mine. I trust him implicitly. We've gone to dinner before, he's been to my house, I've been to his, but it's been a long time since we've been quite that close. He put the sample of what was worrying him into a little vial and then wrote his newest phone number down on a piece of paper and suggested we should go to lunch soon. It was the careful manner in which he approached the suggestion that made me think that he was trying to go about things in a very specific way...

I've got a week to think about this, about the way it was handled and what it all means. I tried to go home and rest and an hour long nap gave to restlessness. I found myself in my local bar after a conversation with my mother led me to not want to sit in the silence of my apartment. I'm the old fashioned sort of guy that doesn't (typically) believe in drinking before dinner, but today seems like a day for an exception.