Still waiting on Lincoln's biopsy results.

For those of you just tuning in to my life... Lincoln had a surgical biopsy on June 7th 2011.  He has had enlarged lymph nodes for over a year that we have been following but they started to spread so it was time to biopsy to make sure my baby doesn't have cancer.  Specifically Lymphoma.  They removed 2 lymph nodes and have sent them to the lab at City of Hope for testing.  I wish they would hurry.  5-7 business days has (so far) taken 2 days shy of TWO WEEKS.  I don't know how much longer I can wait... and at the same time I don't want to hear the phone ring if the news is bad.  We have kept positive and are filling our days with fun activities to get us out of the house and keep our minds off sitting around and staring at the phone.  Each day that passes chips away at my positivity.  When I called (again) to check to see if maybe the results were in and they had forgotten to call us the girl on the line told me "Well, sometimes it takes a while if they find lymphoma.  They have to see what cell it's on and what stage ya know.  All that sort of stuff so we will give ya a call as soon as we hear back from the lab."  I am not one to complain but I wish I would have gotten her name and gotten her fired.  Maybe that would make me feel better.  I know it wouldn't have but geez.  A simple "The labs are not in. Call the Dr if you are concerned" would have been enough.  I suppose she doesn't know what it feels like to make sure your phone is charged for 2 weeks or to not want to tie up your line in case the Dr calls or to hear your phone ring when it's not even ringing because your subconsious knows that it will ring with news at some point or to check your voice mail just in case your phone decided to ring and you missed it even though you have not put it far from reach.  I suppose she doesn't know what if feels like to stare at your baby wondering if he has lymphoma and what it will do to your life and his if this happens to be the problem.  I Suppose she doesn't know what it's like to have your eyes get teary without you realizing it's even happening until you feel hot tears fall.  So... I will tell myself she is just a nice young girl (that is sort of an idiot).  That's where we are...  That was Friday and here we are Sunday... still no news.  I will call the Dr tomorrow and see what he has to say.  I have decided that no matter what the results are it will be okay.  If he is sick... then we get him better.  If he isn't... then I will always remember this feeling and what this entire year has taught me.  Lincoln is jumping all over the couch and rubbing speghetti sauce everywhere saying "dis is fahn mom!  Mom hurry dis is fahn"