My time between Dana-Farber appointments is now a big two months, but I'm actually in Boston more than that when you take into account seeing my various doctors.
I have an appointment tomorrow with the surgeon who did the repair under my eye after the Mohs procedure in which another specialist removed a squamous cell carcinoma. I usually try to combine appointments into one or two days, but it wasn't possible to connect this one with anything.
I was just in Boston a couple of weeks ago, and here I am again. I am at Diane and David's spending the night because that's easier than driving both ways in one day, except that it poured when I drove here this afternoon.
My eye looks fine. There was a bubble of skin on the spot for a while, but it has flattened out. I thought maybe I should just take a picture and send it in rather than taking myself in. For some reason I don't think that would go over too well. I'll probably have a wait in the doctor's office tomorrow, and then she'll look at it for about two seconds. Maybe she'll tell me she doesn't need to see me anymore.
That's OK. I like coming to Newton. The conversation and the food are excellent. Tomorrow I'll see a little bit of Boston and drink in that city feel (like traffic), and then I'll head back to the hills.