Spent a day separated from time today. That is, I was in the hospital all day, getting there at 8:30 and getting home about 45 minutes ago.
I had a catheter inserted just below my collar bone, to make the administering of chemotherapy easier. Then I saw my would-be surgeon, who seems like a very nice guy. (“Yes, you’ll still be able to eat pizza.”) (We have to get all the important questions answered, you know.)
Now I’m tired, and I’m going to go watch the Sci-Fi channel all night.