Got good news on Friday

So by Friday, one solid week after the surgery to remove the lump, even I, the original Pollyanna, am starting to get a little ticked off. Although I am confident that this lump will turn out to be OK, I WOULD like to know one way or the other. So...I call the Dr's office. The nurse laughs gaily and tells me, "The Dr is on vacation all this week, I am sure you will hear from him when he gets back on Tuesday". After I patiently explain to her that I am completely unwilling to wait another five days for the Pathology results, she tells me "Oh, but I can't give you the results, only one of the Dr's can tell you the results of the analysis." I then tell her that she better go find one of the other Dr's at the practice to tell me the results of this test RIGHT NOW, or I am going to come right down there and rip all her hair off her empty head. (I don't actually say this last part out loud (I think...) I just scream it in my head in silent frustration.) Something in my tone of voice must alert her to the urgency of this situation, because she hurriedly puts me on hold. Five minutes later, she comes back on the line, and tells me "I asked one of the other Dr's and he said that I could tell you that the tumor is benign." Now, was that so hard???