MEDICAL UP-DATES & FIGS: Through a highly placed friend, I was called this morning by the head of SW Med regarding them getting me into see next Tuesday one of their top two Derm docs Pandya re; a second opinion re: the post-treatment with the skin cancer topical Picato applied 9 weeks ago with catastrophic consequence. This unlikely call this morning was a blessing that assures I cannot feel rudderless through this 3-day weekend, increasingly at a loss of what to think or do. To my friend who shall remain nameless, it is quite amazing to know & love people of all sorts who for whatever reason seem to love knowing me. I need a hands-on gameplan at this point &, without (my well-connected friend) her help, I would be sagging into a depressed state. If you were on the inside looking out of this situation, I can guarantee most would by now have been far more alarmed than I. But this week is when I absolutely realized how scary this was & how critical it is that I go on the offensive. But doing so without any idea what had happened or where to begin is hardly a linear path. My sister is coming into town to be with me Tuesday. As far as my mobility or other norms, Im seemingly fine. But when each morning when I approach a mirror, it is not always a reflection I can even recognize. I showed a photo yesterday to Debra Witter at a party & she said she would have had zero idea that was me. If gets better through the day but no where near normal. Nothing even close to normal but I can fake it with facial massage & glasses. Wish me luck. That call this morning was a godsend if ever there was one. Because the last two days I was starting to feel scared. A feeling very hard for me to come by since I am by nature rather fearless. Happy New Year! May the Cowboys win.
Posted on: Fri, 02 Jan 2015 15:30:06 +0000
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