HURRY, HURRY in Postcards 4

“I understand you are in a hurry,” said the doctor.

“Only because the cancer is,” I replied.

The surgeon finally released me to the Pulmonary man. Hurrah. Before going into that office to make an appointment, I stopped in at the walk in clinic for my UTI. Then up a floor, I got an appointment for the 20th. He called around mid-afternoon and wanted a fresh CT scan. If that looks good, I’m heading for Chemo.

Lunch at the “Brown Bagger,” a local hole in the wall with an almost endless variation of sandwiches. Target next for lotion, and candy, but they didn’t have the lotion, followed by a Pharmacy stop for Cipro.

I must tell you that I was totally tired when we finally got home. Pooped. Beyond pooped. So little exercise puts me right to sleep. ……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….

• Himself: Took the day off yesterday, today working as usual.


• Myself: Made appointment for CT scan. Meeting tonight.


• Photo: Mine taken from the top of Point Loma down onto the bay. It’s a military go-fast Navy or Border Patrol.


• Reading: Another 3 pines. V. 4.


• Gratitude’s: George who has a doctor’s appointment for his knee on Monday..