Great Escape, The Chase, The Return

Yesterday was one of those days - Tom is off in Boston getting a PET scan. That always makes me nervous. And I had to go talk to my OB/GYN about genetic testing for BRAC 2, a genetic mutation that makes the chances of getting breast cancer higher. My two first cousins have breast cancer, as did the half-sister of my grandmother. Apparently that is enough to make a test at least for the exact thing my cousin has (a singe site test) reasonable to do. To do that I have to know the exact name of the mutation and I hope to get that soon. My cousin has surgery tomorrow, so maybe by early next week someone will have time to get back to me with the details. I think a single site test for the specific mutation is $385 but the full work up if you are not looking for a specific BRAC 2 could be $3,500.

In the middle of what this bit of drama, I found a zebra finch had escaped from the sun room and was flying frantically around the house. No idea when he escaped. I chased him with a net off and on for four hours and it was hopeless. I finally put food and water out where he landed most often in the living room by our chairs and he found it and filled up.

I planned to try to catch him once it was dark, if I could find him in the house and reach him in the dark. But, while talking to Tom and wandering around the house, I just happened to walk/talk from the living room back to the computer room that is next to the sunroom. And I heard a little beep behind me and the the finch flew into the screen door of the sunroom. The finch had, I guess, followed the sound of my voice back to where he belonged. I opened the screen door and he flew right in (and no one else flew out).

And in other news the 8 chicks seem to be doing fine. Hummingbird is back and I'm watching The West Wing while knitting the cabled vest.