On a scale of 1 to 10 . . .

At our house we have a way of asking 'how are you?' with a scale, with 1 being awful and 10 meaning you feel great.

This morning I'm at a solid 3.5.

After sleeping on what I learned yesterday, I now realize that Kaiser doesn't coordinate care for patients like me, and that I'll have to drive this bus the whole journey. Today, in addition to working as usual, I'll need to make sure the biopsy results get to the right party, find an oncologist, arrange for a second opinion outside of Kaiser (and in addition to Kaiser), blah blah blah.

Oh how I wish this could be done without me, all of it. Ridiculous, I know.

blue is the right color.