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Thursday, November 18, 2010

11-18-10 the follow up

Ok. I write down 10:30 for my appointment time.

I was wrong. Lea came out and met me in the parking lot. She told me my appointment had been at 10 am.

Damn.

I had been doing so much better with my calendars. The baby had fired my phone, and then my teen fired it a second time after I got the replacement phone.

Two days without a phone.

I tried to make it this very special appointment.

When I tried to explain the Lea why this appointment was so important, she just kept talking over me.

All she wanted to hear from me was when I wanted to reschedule my appointment.

I was crying. I had forgotten those four pages at home.

As I was walking out, I saw the doctor.

Lea made sure to tell Dr Sharbaugh I had reschedule my appointment.

I lost it then.

I said nevermind I don't need the appointment and just cancel it. I left and slammed the door behind me.

I stopped and got Chase something to eat and ran a couple of errands. Then I got the bright idea to go get the papers and walk into doc's office.

I went home to find the dogs had trash the place. I grabbed the papers, and cleaned up a few things.

I drove like I was in a mission. I was exhausted. The baby was cranky. He wanted so bad to sleep, but for some reason he just couldn't find the peace of mind.

I got to the doctor's office during his lunch hour.

I walked in the side door. The receptionist was not at her desk. So I slipped into the doctor's office. I unfolded my pages and slipped them in front of him. He was looking down and didn't see me even come in.

I said, "this is why it's so important that I had to see you."

He pause and read the paper.

He out his hand over his mouth. He said a few thing just didn't make sense.

He told me it didn't fully mean I had cancer that a biopsy was in order. He gave me a script for CT and sent me over to the Helen Gramham Cancer Center. He kept saying over and over this doesn't mean it's cancer.


I went to the info desk and asked for the thoracic surgeons.

Second floor. Suite 2100.




I have say I was inspired here. I found some beautiful things in my wanderings in this building.

We found the surgeons. Now the journey begins......

- Christian

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