But it’s not at all cancer-related! Just some kind of a walloping cold/sinus/strep extravaganza. I woke up feeling worse than ever, and with no voice. J had to do all the yelling and kid wrangling this morning. I was loath to cancel my appointment with the home organizer, but I did email her to tell her how I’m feeling. She says she will do all the work. I wonder how that is possible. I have books checked out from three or four different libraries strewn across my bedroom, and that’s just the start.

I just checked in with Nurse Practitioner R who said I should still plan to come in tomorrow for the MRI and talk with Dr. P in the afternoon. This is a big day, after all – they’ll decide when I get lasered.

I’m sure I’ll make it there, but I wish they had napping pods in the cancer center like they do in Japanese train stations. I could do with a nap. And it’s too squalid to nap in the waiting room.