WHAT WILL HE SAY?

IN 20 MINUTES, we'll head to the oncologist's office to hear how successful Mr. Bob's chemotherapy treatments were. Probably not one of us could claim to like this kind of suspense. I find it nearly suffocating until I remember to breathe and relax the clench of fear in my solar plexus. There is such a thing as self mind control and that's what I'm learning to practice these days. 


Too bad we couldn't have combined our appointments for I'm scheduled to go tomorrow for my treatment. I'm dressed for the cold weather (39 degrees at last report, but it'll warm up later) and feel a little like an immovable snowman, stuffed into my turtleneck, sweater and throw, barely able to move my arms. Mr. Bob has already donned his red jacket, cozy and warm and comforting even in warmer weather. 


Wish us luck!

"In diagnosis think of the easy first."

                                               Martin H. Fischer