Mrs Stevens: I think It's gonna be fine. I think those mats are gonna be just teeny tiny.
Izzie: It's ah, Mets mom. Mets.
Mrs Stevens: Mets? Like baseball?
Izzie: Yeah, like baseball.
Bailey: Ah, good news. Great news. The cancer's practically gone. It's... it looks like your psychic was right. Miss Stevens. It looks like we caught it early after all.
Mrs Stevens: Oh! Oh thank you god. Thank you. Oh, my baby. Jesus, Mary and Joseph thank you. Thank you. Oh, thank you. Thank you. Thank you.But I new it. Didn't I. I knew it. I knew. Because you're my cricket. Nothing can hurt you.
Izzie: I love you mom.
Mrs Stevens: I love you too baby girl. I love you so, so much. God look at me, I must be a mess. Well, I'm gonna go clean up ok. And then ah, then I'm gonna call Jade, and Miss Norris. I got them all so worried.
Izzie: Just tell me.
Bailey: The mets have shrunk some, but there are new mets, to several new mets in the small bowel
Izzie: No surgery then.
Bailey: Oh, I'm gonna operate. I'm going to take out absolutely everything I can. Be as aggressive as I can. Then we'll take it from there.
Izzie: Ok.
Bailey: Ok.

Rating: Unrated

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