Ordinary Day

Must be said that you are lucky to have caught up with Dr Towbin. I've been blessed with having two good oncologists: one in Canada and one down here in New York -- and the two of them know each other well enough to not be engaging in any sort of professional turf wars.

Am waiting for confirmation on my most recent ticket-punch (right breast, this time). After a while it gets to be a bit blah-inducing, maybe because there are fewer and fewer surprises.

I suppose that the cautious approach would be to go for the mastectomy; one of the women from our old collective in Aldergrove made a similar choice, and as it turned it, it was the best choice for her, since she found herself in possession of an unexpected bonus of another twelve years. Every morning is a bonus, quite frankly.

Hangeth in there. Brighid pendant cannot hurt. I often suspect that, on such subjects, Rene Descartes was right.

A.