A little thing

Along the incision, Mary has developed a rather ugly spot that is sore to the touch. Frankly, I think its some kind of infection that has/is congealing under the skin. However, because its looking uglier than better, I asked Mary to call the surgeon's office just to be sure.

Net, net we have an appointment on Friday afternoon at 3PM. They want to be sure it is nothing or if it is something, to do something about it. Lance it? Remove it? Who knows but it is apparently not a good idea to assume it is ok as one starts into radiation.

MaryR has again agreed to deliver her to the hospital. I'll join at the appointed hour and take her home.

For those who don't know our geography, our home is pretty much due south from my office and that is about 11 miles to drive. Stanford is about 14 miles in a west northwest directon from my office. Having a volunteer take Mary to Stanford saves me a lot of wear and tear and gives me another 30 minutes at work which is good given all the time I've been taking off.