I feel like I live at the General Hospital these days. I’ve been averaging about twice a week, but next week I’ll be there 5 times for radiation. Today it was for something unrelated to cancer: to get a cortisone shot for my carpel tunnel syndrome. I was there for 3 hours and had to leave ½ way through to move my car so I wouldn’t get a parking ticket. As I ‘expertly’ pulled into a new spot I realized that I’ve become very good at parallel parking since having cancer, because I seem to be parking on a side street near the hospital every few days.
What I’m grateful for today: That the cancer clinic seems to be much better at scheduling than the plastic surgeon who gave me the shot