Dec 27th vs March 18th.

I was kind of excited to see the surgeon tomorrow. You know… getting out of the house, driving my car, seeing and interact with non-feline people.

He called today:
« How are you doing? »
« Not bad. I started running a bit. 3 times last week from 5 to 7 km »
« Meh … you are doing just fine. I’m cancelling you. Don’t come to the hospital tomorrow. I’ll see you back in 3 months. »

Well, that was kind of expected. I guess doctors have more important things to do these days. So I’ll stay home tomorrow and keep fighting off with Caramilk to access my keyboard (he is so annoying)

Elise, sur facebook, 18 mars