Laurie White’s Blog

Well, it’s happening.

I was supposed to go see a new gynecologist this morning. Charlie, who has lots more sense than I do now, went in before me and asked if I should come in, having shingles and all.

The place apparently was full of pregnant women and children. I didn’t get to see a new gynecologist this morning.

Next is to find out what happens with my radiation treatments. I’ve had the rash for all of the treatments so far, but they didn’t know that. (Well, I did tell them yesterday, but that was before it was anything other than a rash.)