So the rollar coaster continued today. The meet and greet turned into a biopsy. Nurse practicioner called while I was making the kid's breakfast, asking me if V had eaten, to which I very honestly answered, "hell no!", not going to let him eat until after the visit. She said they were working on squeezing him in, my guess is, someone finally looked at his PET. Long story short, we get to the hospital, 10 minutes later he's being prepped for his broncoscopy. Pulmonologist came out and gave me the best possible news, granulomas in every sample taken and NO CANCER. It would seem he's got sarcoidosis, official results in a week. Talk about the best freakin' Christmas present EVER for V, me and our teenage boys!