It's nearly 0430. Later this morning I will I meet my new oncologist.
Dr. Miller is 74. He has had to step back with Covid & all. So they are finally dividing us up.
This is not a place I ever expected to be. Twelve years ago, I had a five year prognosis.
My current treatment plan is working out well. I don't want things to change.
I guess what I'm trying to say is, I hope she likes me!
