Friday is the day

Well, we heard back from the neurologist.  Friday is the day.  I'm relieved to have her appointment expedited.  Last I spoke with the receptionist the waiting period was two months unless the neurologist deemed it urgent.  In some ways I'm glad to be in quickly but in others I know that makes Dolly's case urgent.  I don't imagine we'll have the MRI on Friday but rather a consultation regarding the next steps.   Dolly seems to be in good spirits and you wouldn't guess that anything was wrong with the exception of her eye movements.  

I feel distracted. Yesterday I fell of the treadmill (and it really wasn't going fast or steep), just deep in thought and not paying attention to what I was doing.  I'm also eating like a mountain of food (yesterday alone I had two pieces of cake, rice pudding, brie and wine .... um, I think I will be up at the scale this week : 0 ). 

Today I'm off for minor surgery with a plastic surgeon.  I'm having three moles removed that the doctor and dermatologist refused to do since the roots were too deep.  So here I am at a plastic surgeon ... wondering if I could slip into conversation how much a tummy tuck would cost?? hee hee.  I would never do it but it's lovely to dream sometimes.