Oh, I'm meeting with the surgeon, / the surgeon's meeting with me...

I think I need to write The Breast Cancer Blues. Or someone does.

Anyway, next week looks like this:

Monday: See Skin Doc at 12. This nice person has been taking care of Bravest's hide for years and years, and mine since last year. We have our appointments together, so he can show me areas of concern for Bravest. Who has popped another couple of surgery-requiring knobs, or I miss my guess. I think we're going to have to ask his family for help with transport on that one.

Tuesday: Meet with builders about rebuilding our front porch and walk, the former of which is falling apart and the latter of which turns into Lake Baikal every winter. 9 AM
                Meet with surgeon at Dana-Farber at 11.
                Meet with my opthamologist/surgeon at 1, and get eyes dilated for check on retinas, position of replacement lenses (due to cataracts), and on-going monitoring of iritis. Renew eye drop prescriptions, get one set refilled.
               Go home and wait for eyes to clear.

Wednesday: Have lunch with co-workers.
Thursday: Meet with lawn service at 10 or so.
                 Celebrate Bravest's 65th circumnavigation of the sun with a posh dinner out.
Friday: Nothing so far, but I'm just waaaaaiting.

Maybe recovery will be more calm, but I doubt it!