Feels like never ending appointments. Last week it was biopsy and oncologist. This week was suppose to be easy just one with the plastic surgeon. On my way home from Provo Dr. Tits called and said they need an Echo Cardiagram to make sure when they give me chemo they dont kill my heart. Well shit. I was planning on spending Friday getting ready for this shin dig. I guess I will be driving to Timp for my Echo Cardiogram. Anxiety is starting to rise and I know by Sunday/Monday it will be full blown. Just keep swimming as Dory says. Easier said than done. There are so many people who mean well. However every time you say "Im so sorry" I think Ok now I need to make them feel better? Why do we do that. Misery loves company. So then I start with my joking and they either become offended or they go somewhere else to hang out.
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