FCKuCANCER.

so, bet. today was the virtual follow-up appointment with my oncologist and let me tell y’all…she gotta be reading this blog. hey doc, btw. because, y’all…when i tell you today’s appointment was the polar opposite of the last one.

i mean she was answering questions before we got to them. and you better believe i had me a whole list. i was ready-ready.

she was informative. she listened to what we had to say. i mean she still talked over me…but not much and i’m gonna chalk that up to the televisit. it was like she read the blog and made a concerted effort to just be better. and i mean, that’s like all any one can do, right? it seems like such a simple concept, but it can be so hard to pull off. i didn’t even have to go all — black women and the level of healthcare received comparably, ra-ra, statistics — on her. and again, i was fully prepared to do so.

i hung up the call completely satisfied. i mean, i’m still getting that second opinion, because cancer, and i gotta get this shit right. but you know, i feel altogether better. also, the second pill came today; i start taking it tomorrow and it’s a twice-a-day’er. and kameshia brought the girls by for a visit — she said covidbedamned, despite my pleas. 🙂

so yeah, today was a good day.

it’s me. i’m ice cube.