Finally!! It finally happened! Phone calls and voice mails and stuff appearing in my health app. Last Thursday I got the plan of attack. The waiting is over. I know this does not mean it gets easier. I know it's going to be hard and that there will be some serious soul-searching as I wonder why the hell I was so impatient to get going. But man--the waiting was so mentally wearying.
We got the ball rolling quick once I made it clear that "you tell me where to be and when and I'll be there!" They were terribly worried about my commute from Lakeport to San Francisco, but I told them "heck, I been driving for a LONG time to get anywhere from here and I LOVE San Francisco, so bring it on!" So they did.
Chemo will begin on March 31st. But before that can happen, I need a port. But before that can happen, I need lab work and a covid test. On Saturday, March 13, I went to San Francisco to get the lab work done and the covid test. That all went just fine. The nurse was impressed with my veins. She said she was so lucky to have so many choices. You get the good news where you can, right?
Then I did something unplanned, but I needed an appointment to do it. My appointment wasn't until 4:00, so I went and had sushi for lunch, then napped in the car for a couple of hours. You get your sleep when you can, right?
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| YUMM!!! Sake maki, tempura roll, hotate nigiri. So delicious! |
Dinner that night was in Rohnert Park. I was hungry for pho so I yelped a place. The lighted jars were really pretty on the table, but it was way to freaking cold for patio dining! Made it kind of hard to enjoy my food. You know me, though--I persevered and made the best of it.






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