Update

 I feel like celebrating.

The lump turned out to be yet another cyst. So I am good (for now).

The economy may collapse.

The pandemic is raging on without an end in sight.

And yet...

And yet, like my grandparents used to say (and they should know... they lived through World War 2, communism, totalitarian governments, collapse of the USSR, moving to a capitalist society, and numerous other upheavals): the most important thing is for everyone to be alive and healthy. The rest - we will figure it out.

Dear reader: how do you celebrate good news? I feel like I should do something special...