I’ve seen better days…
Today, I’ve spent a lot of time on the phone with the accounting department of a clinic in England—the one that diagnosed me. They seem to be unwilling to refund a duplicate charge until I give them more money. More money for a bill that I have not yet received for a test that I had redone in Ireland because my surgeon did not get those results, so we did not know that particular test was run at all. At the end of a long day, we think we have a plan which neither of us is happy with, but, mathematically speaking, it will probably work.
This is the main stress of cancer for me right now—administration. I feel fairly decent medically, other than the lack of concentration, fatigue, and occasional nerve twinge (my tumor is on a nerve). I feel pretty good emotionally, if not a little quicker to tears. It has all gone fairly well leading up to this two-month mark since I had my first biopsy. Now, with just 2 weeks until surgery, dealing with the idea that someone can take a large sum of money from a credit card I did not authorize them to store, and apply it to a bill for a test I did not know was run on my biological matter seems almost as invasive as the cancer itself. I find I am just not up to fighting about money. Fatigue.
Thank God we are on tour. It is a wonderful distraction to open for and listen to the Sweet Sorrows each night, with songs like the Blessing and Wild Goose lifting the stress, and places to go and things to do keeping us occupied in a musical and relational capacity just the way we like it.
We appreciate all of YOU who have supported the new single and shared it. It’s good encouragement as we endeavor to figure out just how we are going to get a project recorded and a tour booked after we get through the next steps of surgery and radiation.
Often, I write when I’m in a good mood, but this one is a glimpse into a bad day. Tomorrow, in Glasgow, it might snow. A white blanket over everything sounds pretty good. I will bolster myself and be in a better mood by then. See you at Corrie’s?