Ch-ch-changes...

Yet more changes.

I got another call from the breast cancer coordinator today. They have moved my surgery back to the original date of November 2nd. It's good that the surgery will be sooner, but I'm becoming aware that maybe I'm not as adept to change as I thought. When she told me, I felt like I'd had the rug pulled out from under me, again. I'd called everyone who was coming to help out and reschedule them, plus I'd mentally and emotionally reset myself for the new date. You'd think it would be easy to have the date pushed up to the original, but it really took me aback.

So things will work out. I'll be happier to get this done and over with. But I'm a bit emotionally exhausted from all of this.

Patience, patience, patience.