It's Just Off Fifth.
Tomorrow morning my wife has an appointment at The Hillman Cancer Center, U.P.M.C. in Pittsburgh. She's going to see a specialist. I'm glad she's going. This doctor she will see tomorrow, he's an Oncology Surgeon who specialises in breast cancer. This guy trained at one of the big hospitals in Boston. He spent some time at the National Cancer Institute in Bethesda and he was even an instructor in surgery at Harvard for a few years. I'm thinking he's probably going to have a little more to say about her breast cancer than we've heard from her current doctor.
I'm not saying that her current doctor isn't a good doctor. He is a good doctor. Her current doctor is a general surgeon, he is not a high speed specialist like this guy down in Pittsburgh. You get what you pay for. We have good insurance.
She's scared. I'm scared too. Don't know what to make of this. I'm focusing on the directions. Mapquest works. Google Earth allowed me to track the entire route from satellite images on the computer screen. It seems like a bit much but it keeps me occupied. We also got directions from a friend who has been there.
We watched Clean This House on TV this morning. The woman who hosts the show plays one of the deputies on Reno 911. We have been "de-crapping" our house for the last couple of weeks. We got all motivated and "de-crapped" some more today. It feels good to throw out the crap. It makes my wife feel good to have less clutter around. I am a big source of the clutter.
Our dog, the little mutt, he lost three and one half pounds. He was getting fat. He looked like a sausage. He was having a hard time rolling over when asked to roll over. We cut way back on his treats. We cut way back on the table scraps. No scraps at all. He goes for a nice brisk walk every day. He's looking good. He can roll over again. Our other dog, the German Shepard, she's getting gray hairs all around her muzzle. She's middle age now. She'll be six in June. She doesn't like to go for walks. She likes her yard and her own house. She stays home when we take the little guy out for his exercise.
I played hookie from work on Friday. It was my wife's idea. Seems some of the guys she works with up at The Plant were killing time at a local tavern like they do every other Friday when they get paid. It's a regular thing. She dropped me off around noon. We drank beer and shot pool all afternoon. I have not done that in a long time. It was good. I called my foreman from my Trac Fone in the back room at the bar. The back room is real quiet. I just said I wouldn't be in. He didn't ask and I didn't care. If he asks me on Monday when I get to The Dock I'll tell him I was at the bar. I ain't going to lie about something like that. It's all good.
Yeah, so she's decided to work half a shift tonight. She'll clock out at 0400 and come home for a shower and maybe some breakfast. We'll leave here by 0600 to make it to her appointment in time. We want to leave extra early, Pitsburgh traffic being like it is. The Hillman Cancer Center, it's downtown on Centre Avenue just a little bit off Fifth.
I'm not saying that her current doctor isn't a good doctor. He is a good doctor. Her current doctor is a general surgeon, he is not a high speed specialist like this guy down in Pittsburgh. You get what you pay for. We have good insurance.
She's scared. I'm scared too. Don't know what to make of this. I'm focusing on the directions. Mapquest works. Google Earth allowed me to track the entire route from satellite images on the computer screen. It seems like a bit much but it keeps me occupied. We also got directions from a friend who has been there.
We watched Clean This House on TV this morning. The woman who hosts the show plays one of the deputies on Reno 911. We have been "de-crapping" our house for the last couple of weeks. We got all motivated and "de-crapped" some more today. It feels good to throw out the crap. It makes my wife feel good to have less clutter around. I am a big source of the clutter.
Our dog, the little mutt, he lost three and one half pounds. He was getting fat. He looked like a sausage. He was having a hard time rolling over when asked to roll over. We cut way back on his treats. We cut way back on the table scraps. No scraps at all. He goes for a nice brisk walk every day. He's looking good. He can roll over again. Our other dog, the German Shepard, she's getting gray hairs all around her muzzle. She's middle age now. She'll be six in June. She doesn't like to go for walks. She likes her yard and her own house. She stays home when we take the little guy out for his exercise.
I played hookie from work on Friday. It was my wife's idea. Seems some of the guys she works with up at The Plant were killing time at a local tavern like they do every other Friday when they get paid. It's a regular thing. She dropped me off around noon. We drank beer and shot pool all afternoon. I have not done that in a long time. It was good. I called my foreman from my Trac Fone in the back room at the bar. The back room is real quiet. I just said I wouldn't be in. He didn't ask and I didn't care. If he asks me on Monday when I get to The Dock I'll tell him I was at the bar. I ain't going to lie about something like that. It's all good.
Yeah, so she's decided to work half a shift tonight. She'll clock out at 0400 and come home for a shower and maybe some breakfast. We'll leave here by 0600 to make it to her appointment in time. We want to leave extra early, Pitsburgh traffic being like it is. The Hillman Cancer Center, it's downtown on Centre Avenue just a little bit off Fifth.
posted by Squarehead at 3:44 PM
2 Comments:
Hoping for the best!
Thank you. It seems to have gone well. It's good that we went. Seems the first doctor missed something. We'll be going to this new guy from now on.
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