He's been calling me Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farms today, on account of my dress. One I found last week on Amazon for 28 bucks. I told him I thought of it as more poodle skirt with a modern print. I've fielded more compliments, catcalls from phlebotomy, and requests for where I bought it than any other dress I've worn in history. I think the petticoat I bought online leads to a more vintage appealing look. I took a terrible selfie for Style MD that doesn't do it justice. I stopped a handsome yard guy at the wine store in his tracks. "I can't help but admire your dress, it's amazing." I replied, "Thank you, I've been hearing that all day! It's so comfy too. I ordered four different patterns - solid too - in the same dress this morning."
Dr. Music: Me neither. I've heard it's a myth.
Me: No! Google it it's a true rare thing! I can't wait to call gross room and tell them about it. They thought the surgeon missed the uterus and got the cornu. But it's a true horn. Apparently an extremely rare congenital uterus anomaly is to have a banana shaped uterus and a horn. There are different variations. Mine has endometrium and myometrium.
Dr. Music: That was supposed to be a joke. Based on the uni . . .
Me: Oh duh. Ok I get it. But seriously, you can't top that can you?
Dr. Music: No. But back to the aortic mass.
Me: I know. I only found one case report from 1974 about a myxoma in the ascending aorta. She died. Not too encouraging. But this patient is fine.
Dr. Music: You did better than me. I found nothing. I'd send that to Jesse.
Me: I was thinking the same thing. Rare things have different rules. Ones best left to the experts. I'll send it to Cleveland Clinic tomorrow. After I find out exactly where it was growing.
It was growing in the pericardial space on the adventitia of the ascending aorta. I can't wait to see what Jesse thinks.