Tomorrow

Tomorrow is my 3rd treatment and I can not wait to write "2 more to go" as my next blog entry. You may think that it is a horrible experience (which it is), but the doctor's office visit is actually a pleasant one. It is the "side effects" (more like the "main" effects) that are not pleasant.

My oncologist, Dr. Mo may not have been the warmest person on the first visit, but the more I saw her, the more I grew to like her. She is a straight shooter and will not "rub honey around my mouth" (as the Czechs say) - she gives me facts, numbers and chances at life that I am so grateful for.

The other day I found a lump on my head (Since my diagnosis I find random lumps on random places by half a dozen daily).

"Dr. Mo, I think I have a lump under my beautiful wig"
(She looks at me behind her Lennon glasses with suspicion)

"Ok, let me look!"
(I am tearing Jennifer off and she is sticking her fingers underneath the broom top of my head. The kind of broom head that was combed and cared for in the morning, but there is only so much one can do ... )

"Yeap! You have a lump!"
(A much shorter answer than I had expected. She does not seem worried at all and I sort of feel that this conversation should have carried on, but she is done paying attention to this particular body part and moving on and adjusting the scale to check my weight ... )

"Dr, Mo?"

"Yeeeassss?"

"Can it stay there?"

".... I mean the lump ... "

"Yeap! It can! You lost two kilos .. that is not bad ...."

Conversation over ..

You see what I mean ? Not warm, but factual Doc Mo!

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Her nurse, Kristen is also a sweetheart; she looks away, smiles or gives advice when appropriate. She also answers my every single phone call as soon as she can and makes sense of all the little pills I have to take.

"Take two ADAVAN's in the morning ...."
"You mean the little green one?"
"I don't know what color they are"
"I don't know what they called ... "

We arrive at a communication gap ... It takes a while to translate color to name and vice versa and eventually we agree to study each others terminology for the next time

(I just remembered that someone once pointed out that I refer to the New York subway lines also by color while the rest of the world uses numbers ... Hmmmm .. Maybe it has to do with the fact that my favorite color is the rainbow? )