I can’t really write. Can barely string a sentence together in real life, let alone on the computer.
So much going on in my head.
I got the call on Wednesday. I have an appointment with Dr. W in TO on Tuesday.
I’ve been told to book the whole day. I will have several appointments, several tests.
As a side note: Watching Private Practice while the mother dies of cancer with her son sobbing and hugging her, while you are waiting to hear if you yourself has cancer: NOT a good idea. Just in case you had any doubt. Dinner was 15 minutes late. It took me that long to stop sobbing.