so much (unnecessary) delay

why is it that the hospital here can't seem to forward the surgery report to MD Anderson?  My surgeon doesn't understand, and keeps emailing/texting to agree that the delay is mystifying and she'll get it solved, but after a day, it hasn't been. So MD Anderson is on hold, b/c they want that before having their team meeting about what to do w/ me.  AARGH.

Meanwhile, the folks who I work with seem to be, like everyone else, shocked, but dealing.  And understanding that the only way I'm going to be able to get through this is to work when I can, because the better and more high quality distractions I have, the better my mood and state of mind will be.

Cyd, Joaquin's mom, who's a personal trainer, came this evening to put me on a regime so that I can be as strong as possible going into the surgery.  I'm sure I'm going to be SORE tomorrow, but I have to believe that that's good.  On the other hand, "the elf" Dr. Glen Swartout, my Dartmouth classmate alternative medicine guru who lives in Hawaii and looks exactly like Gandolf, gave me a list of the things I should cut out of my diet to be strong going into the surgery, and thereafter.  I think of us as having a pretty healthy diet.  After all, we live in Boulder, for heaven's sake, where organic and farmers markets and CSAs are a way of life.  But I guess it's no surprise that it's the last increment (my beloved glass of wine @ dinner, that 3 pm cookie) that is the hardest to cut.  No surprise, but right now, with all this tsouris, is when I REALLY REALLY want those treats.  Of course.

Everyone keep his/her fingers crossed for UCH to come through and get the surgery records to TX, or I'm going to have to go down there and have a hissy fit.  Seems absurd.