I have an appointment with my oncologist this morning, and at the same time my mom will be getting chemo treatment #2. So at 10:30 while I'm waiting for Dr. H, she'll be sidling up to the chemo bar to kill some more cancer cells. Go Mom!
I don't know what's more depressing, though - the fact that my mother has to have chemo or knowing she'll probably get through a whole treatment before I finish waiting for Dr H! (She does get a head start, though, thanks to the hour time difference!)