Since the world is filtering itself into unadulterated chaos, I'm making the difficult decision to postpone my oncology appointment until early May. I want to know for sure that I'm still in remission, but there are too many factors to consider right now. An eleven-hour day with seven of it at a hospital is just not feasible (unless it's an emergency). People scare me more than COVID-19 sometimes.
I will still get my blood work done at a closer hospital. I don't want to risk blood clots in my jugular or other pleasantries if I don't go.
I'm looking at only going to medical appointments until May. Unfortunately, it means postponement of things I've looked forward to or promised. It means being housebound for over four months (my last non-medical outing was early January). So much of my life is held-breath personified.
