I have an appointment with Dr. L tomorrow morning. He’s my oncologist.
Oncologist.
It’s just not right to have one of those. (I wish we could put them all out of business with a cure. I bet they wish that, too.)
I’m not sure why I’m nervous about this visit. Maybe it’s because we’re a few weeks away from the year mark of my diagnosis. Maybe it’s just the culmination of all the stress over the past few weeks. Maybe it’s the fact that I need to shave my scarred up leg (can you say pain in the ass?) – hehe. Maybe I’m not worried about MY doctor appointment, but rather Preston’s appointment with the pediatric surgeon later in the afternoon.
Either way, I haven’t stopped stress eating for days. I haven’t exercised. I haven’t cut back on Coke. Maybe after tomorrow I can find a new normal.
I’ll keep you posted. 🙂
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you will rock this appointment. Then I know, you will commit yourself to YOU.
Sending you good vibes