Mom's having surgery soon at Mecca. I've got vacation scheduled so I can be there. She's now 3 years out from diagnosis, a smidge over 2 years out from the ureteronephrectomy that was her first surgery for this. Now she's going to have a radical cystectomy, ileal conduit, and pelvic node dissection. All I know is that I don't want to be her surgeon...every single belly surgery she has had in the last 20 years, the doc has come out and said it was one of the worst cases he's ever done.
Officially accepted employment at the place I've been locumsing. Part-time! Woo-hoo! 4 other docs in the practice! Plus, they've agreed to part-time, so I think this will be better for my family. No more spending night after night in the hospital.
Moving after the school year finishes. God, we have a lot of crap. Wonder if the kids will even notice if I toss half of it? My house is cleaner than it has ever been - it's on the market & being shown. Just don't look under my bed - when I decluttered, that's where a lot of stuff went. Thank god for dust ruffles!