Pete opted to stay home yesterday so I spent the day in my sewing room/catch all room. Eight bags were loaded into my car for Sally's and several bags of trash went out as well (old paperwork that is no longer needed/tubes of wrapping paper that had gotten crushed, scraps of fabric that are never going to get used, etc). I made a considerable dent. I emptied two of the bookshelves, dusted everything and put things back in a more organized fashion....that part of my sewing room really had become a catch all where things were just thrown to be tended with later.

Regarding the oncologist...he was nice enough but I don't see the need for us to have seen him 3 times. He read the report off the computer, explained what things meant (most of which we both already understood). I would think oncology would make the decision about radiation but not always. Also, I am familiar with firing doctors. I had one oncologist who stepped in once while my regular oncologist was out. I asked him what the symptoms of returning ovarian cancer would be and he said, "You want to know? It will go to your lungs then your brain and then you will die." I told him that was quite enough and I'm glad I wasn't a new cancer patient because that would have removed all hope. I got up off the table and left. I also reported him. F*cker.

Anyway...Jeremiah does not have school tomorrow so I have taken the day off and we will go to work with Pete. He will go to his office and we will putter about the town for the day...probably meeeting up for lunch and then I can drive us all home if he is too tired.

I have my own endocrinology appointment coming up next week. All my bloodwork looks to be in order...A1C is still a bit high but still showing signs of working it's way down.

Happy Sunday!

Michelle