Five days later

The results of the tests I've been getting every three months are done in a day but when five days passed without getting them and hearing the guy I called to ask about this say that if the results were "sensitive" it may take longer I was ... what's the right word? "Anxious" doesn't seem to do it. When I was a kid I'd have said "shitting bricks," but I'm too old now (sixty) to say such things. "Perturbed" might be all right, but sounds too low-level and is stuffy, too. 
Anyway, I just got them and I'm happy to say that they indicated that I'll be around for at least another several months. It's odd to read something with the word "no" in it so many times and take it as good news. It's also a little sad that when I see the word "stable"—I do have bad stuff going on inside me—I'm happy. 
Meanwhile, family drama. A dispute with a brother over my behavior. Wait, that sounds wrong; it sounds like I've been getting drunk at parties and breaking things. It's about my anger at how while I was hospitalized my sisters-in-law threw out things that meant much to me. (Note to all: Never do that.)
My brother got quite agitated, waving his arms around and, for some reason, mimicking me. Honestly, I don't sound weird or anything. He was more doing it as a tactic, I think. I've never done that. Yes, I've done impressions of people behind their backs, but often as a compliment to them, though if that were true I'd do it in front of them so I'm being weasely saying that. You got me. Still, I'd never do it to him or anyone else, no matter how angry I was.
Family trouble. Shit. I'm not going to think about it. I got good news today.
Meanwhile, tomorrow I go in for an MRI of my prostate gland. This will involve something not suitable to discuss in mixed company.

Highs where I live, southeastern Pennsylvania, won't get out of the forties for the foreseeable future, and it will freeze almost nightly. This time of year, at this location, this is the kind of weather that gives idiots license to sneer at climate change.
There's still some snow on the ground where I live. Bad, because it means I can't go crutching in the park because I only like doing it if I can get off the paved surfaces. I took this picture last week. Look at that sky. There is such beauty in the world, sometimes, no?