to look forward to a visit to a surgeon who will
feel up palpate (for the second time) my left breast* because the appointment will give me a brief, relatively quiet respite from my, er, "lively" children?
* The appt is just a follow up on a sonogram that didn't show any changes or problems from something that looked strange a few months ago. I think (hope) my surgeon is just being proactive. So, no worries. Just a solitary drive to a place where I might get to read my book for longer than a minute at a time. Yippeeee!