Somehow I've managed to keep very busy and not make the surgeon's 2-week appointment. So far no results about the "lump." Why do I feel a little fear around making this call? Probably a combination of old things like fear of authority figures that leads me to believe a doctor can make me do something I don't think is a good idea. The choices in my future seem like choices between two unpleasant alternatives. Rotten and dangerous.
And fear of the unknown since I don't have any results yet. Okay. Made the appointment.
It's easier to keep me as a person separate from the disease if I'm not talking to doctors, but I did accept an offer to receive some info from an RN friend of a friend who's done several unpleasant parts of the process.
And I keep re-reading The Immune Power Personality.
I'd like to go for some psychology therapy -- something else I've postponed for so long.
Be well, and let me know what you think.
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