Surgery on Tuesday. Then we find out if it's better or worse.
I went swimming today. If you cry into your goggles, the seal breaks and you get chlorine in your eyes. Just an FYI.
I'm not crying mostly. Because I need to be strong and shit. And anyway, we'll know more on Tuesday. After Tuesday.
Tonight we went to the movies and ran into the oncologist with his kid. Weird. He has very white teeth and a big smiley smile. See you Tuesday, Mr Teeth.
3 comments:
Not so sure whether being strong helps, just be your soft and loving selves and stay close. From one who has been über reluctant to accept the wonders of modern medicine, let me tell you, there are true wonders out there, whizzkids and magicians. Even with white teeth. I am hoping all the best for you.
I know we say this to each other all the time but honestly- I really wish I could just hug you. Take you in and hug you.
Sabine-good advice. White teeth and a level head and reassuring news. That's what I want from Teeth man.
Ms Moon-XXX I feel the hug.
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