Waiting

After the team meeting, there have been two follow-ups: surgery scheduled for July 15th and my first planning meeting with the oncologist on August 1st. That is it.

The waiting is driving me crazy. I am a problem solver, not a waiter by nature. I made all my lists, and now everything has been checked off. In fact, everything was checked off ages ago. And so I wait. And I just hate it.

Where I was so optimistic following the team meeting, I feel that I have slid into a funk now. It isn't that I am exactly looking forward to the surgery by any means, but I want to be doing something. And I want this thing out of my body. It simply doesn't belong there.

Wait. Wait. Wait.