I was driving down the street and I realized, I don't want to go to Strauss. Too many "stories" as they say in French. The taxi, canceling the apt., I can't handle that.
I really did want to go to Strauss. I wanted to do the Thyroid study. There was something weird on that thyroid test and I'm taking it to my GP tomorrow... Dr. G. said I can still do the genetic testing there. Just the radiation at Sainte Anne.
Of course, I have an apt. for Dec. 13th, hardly any earlier but...
Then he gives me a name and tells me it's his son-in-law who does the radiation therapy at Sainte Anne. Okay, now I get it. Mafia! At a Catholic hospital??
He didn't say "I told you so." I actually talked to him and he goes on about being "more comfortable, at ease" yada, yada. Fine. I'm being a Good Girl and changing!
At the apt. I mentioned that I had gained two kilos and that I missed exercising. "So what exercise do you do?" I swim, I told him. I think you can get back into the water next week. "Oh good! I do 30 laps at Schiltingheim..." (the Olympic sized pool)
Without missing a beat "Maybe not..."
I posted that on FB and a girl who used to live here said that I should get a stationary bike because I can "parent at the same time". I need to get one because Daniel wants to use it and also, the pool is useless. Like I'm going to dive in with raw, irradiated skin?? Even if I can do it soon, it won't be for long!
Had my first physical therapy apt. today. She recognized me first. Oh yeah, the accent... That's a good memory. My last baby is almost 10 now! Yes, it was awhile, she said. Oh gosh. She never forgot the accent!
She had me doing some exercises that are similar to yoga. Basically, I can push things further. I was afraid because of the stitches but they're fine being pulled a little now. Healing nicely (thank you, tell that to the intern at Paul Strauss!) So she says the bra has to go. Oh yikes. Doing the exercises without a top. Gotta love living in France. Help! I'm bringing a tank top with me.
Unlike Dr. G who said I can wear a "real" bra, she says I should go back to the boob smooshers. I just want to feel normal again!
Stay out of the pool though.
I really did want to go to Strauss. I wanted to do the Thyroid study. There was something weird on that thyroid test and I'm taking it to my GP tomorrow... Dr. G. said I can still do the genetic testing there. Just the radiation at Sainte Anne.
Of course, I have an apt. for Dec. 13th, hardly any earlier but...
Then he gives me a name and tells me it's his son-in-law who does the radiation therapy at Sainte Anne. Okay, now I get it. Mafia! At a Catholic hospital??
He didn't say "I told you so." I actually talked to him and he goes on about being "more comfortable, at ease" yada, yada. Fine. I'm being a Good Girl and changing!
At the apt. I mentioned that I had gained two kilos and that I missed exercising. "So what exercise do you do?" I swim, I told him. I think you can get back into the water next week. "Oh good! I do 30 laps at Schiltingheim..." (the Olympic sized pool)
Without missing a beat "Maybe not..."
I posted that on FB and a girl who used to live here said that I should get a stationary bike because I can "parent at the same time". I need to get one because Daniel wants to use it and also, the pool is useless. Like I'm going to dive in with raw, irradiated skin?? Even if I can do it soon, it won't be for long!
Had my first physical therapy apt. today. She recognized me first. Oh yeah, the accent... That's a good memory. My last baby is almost 10 now! Yes, it was awhile, she said. Oh gosh. She never forgot the accent!
She had me doing some exercises that are similar to yoga. Basically, I can push things further. I was afraid because of the stitches but they're fine being pulled a little now. Healing nicely (thank you, tell that to the intern at Paul Strauss!) So she says the bra has to go. Oh yikes. Doing the exercises without a top. Gotta love living in France. Help! I'm bringing a tank top with me.
Unlike Dr. G who said I can wear a "real" bra, she says I should go back to the boob smooshers. I just want to feel normal again!
Stay out of the pool though.
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