I am experiencing a lot of fear and trepidation about the forthcoming week. Monday is going to be crazy-busy with work, socializing, medical stuff, getting my head shaved, and a girls' lacrosse game.
And that's about it for my normal life until sometime next year.
Tuesday is lost to the day surgery of having my chest port reimplanted.
Wednesday and Thursday will be in substantial part taken up by post-operative discomfort, as I recollect from the last time I had this surgery. Not to mention the final preparations for chemotherapy.
Friday, well, everything changes.
( Under cut for some medical and personal TMICollapse )
I go on. There is no way out but forward.