This was possibly the most difficult appointment I've ever made, but I finally made an appointment with a dermatologist to get my toe looked at. I know this is all part of my master plan of being proactive and taking care of myself while Dr. Oncologist is absent this month, but it was hard to enact. It is not fear that made this difficult, but normalcy. Uninterrupted, springtime normalcy. I have had a two-week break from appointments, and it is hard interrupt that stretch with a problem that is painless and often hidden from view. A problem that a person with no history of inflammatory breast cancer would ignore for months. A problem that almost certainly will turn out to be a common bruise. But it is also slightly inflamed, and it has been persisting for over one month, so it is time for yet another professional opinion.
My toe appointment is for next Wednesday (just over a week from now). I can't help but feel a little bit ridiculous compared to some of the other pains and scares that have sent me to a medical professional. But here we are. It's my year of extreme caution.
I also have an eye check-up this week. Talk about normalcy! I haven't had my eyes checked since I moved here three years ago. I used all of my time off on pregnancy appointments, then maternity leave, then taking long lunches to breastfeed the baby, then cancer appointments, then cancer appointments, and still cancer appointments. My time off is still precious, but my nighttime reading habit has not been kind to my glasses and they are looking mighty crooked these days. Time to get my eyes checked and buy some new frames. It's exciting to have a normal doctor's appointment, but not really since I could use a break from having any doctor's appointments at all.
Also normal is that it was yet another great family weekend. We took the girls to the Shriner's Circus. I hadn't been to the circus in ages, and it was pretty fun. I appreciate the athleticism of the aerialists more than I did when I was a kid (woa those folks are strong!), but I appreciate the tamed wild animals less (poor tigers!). Azalea absolutely loved all of it, but Eleanor is still a bit little for this sort of thing. She covered her ears every time the audience applauded, and after every act she asked if it was over. We compromised their opposing wishes by staying only until intermission.
Other big news is that we bought a bike for Azalea! It is purple with training wheels and she is the happiest kid in town! I think I smell a new series for Simply Bike this summer on learning to ride a bike. I will begin taking photos in preparation.
Have a great week, everyone!