Dr. Marvelous, Ultra Cancer Specialist, is an almost four-hour drive south of here. I have an appointment with her on the eleventh. At the exact same time, I will be meeting another oncologist, as well.
They're going to test my slides... again. This will be the third time the test has been done. They also want a copy of my scan images because all they'd be able to go on are the written reports. Anything that keeps me from another MRI gets my approval.
Dr. Marvelous has access to technology the others don't. She could make a huge difference when it comes time to have internal radiation because of delivery methods.
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Each time I go through a new network, they don't want to touch me unless I know the secret password. It's "I have insurance". I don't know what I'd do if I didn't. Cancer is so difficult without worrying about payment. I've said this before. I'll say it, again.
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I'm sick. I think it's just a cold (there's a nasty one going around). When I go out a lot and/or am quite stressed, I get ill. If I don't take better care of myself, I could easily end up in the hospital. Trouble is, there's only so much I can do... especially now.
I don't want to cancel the couple family/leisure events scheduled. I probably won't see my mom after Monday until Thanksgiving, and my baby brother heads back to college that very night. Mr. Davicob and I won't get a proper date after Friday until I-can't-even-guess-when. I will just try to rest more in-between.
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