I should have a CAT scan each year, just to make sure the cancer is not coming back. I hate going, I hate thinking about it, I hate making arrangements but most of all I hate going to the doctor. So I'm most of the way there, I had the CAT scan, I still need to get blood work done and I still need to make an appointment to see the doctor.
Cancer bites duck eggs.
The good news is that the prep work for the CAT scan has changed significantly. I no longer need to drink lots of disgusting stuff, I just need to drink 40 oz. of water in 20 minutes; that's bad enough.
Enough of stupid medical stuff. I borrowed my fathers walker to use while I try to learn to roller skate using my heelies. My balance is not good enough for me to do this without a support system. I tried it with a wheeled stool, which did not even come up to my waist, so I had to lean way over to use it as a support and that is not a good way to learn to skate.
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