"Ok, this is a little weird. Bunch of us in a room with recliners, a tv, IV poles. The guy next to me has his laptop, is dressed business casual, and looks like he's working (is it that easy?); the guy 3 people away from me is on oxygen. The guy across from me, his legs are all messed up. The woman to the right of me has a baseball cap on - I've seen her before. There are some people here who are just hanging out with their cancer friend/spouse.
"I'm not hooked up yet. Just waiting my turn. The dr. is going around the room talking to everyone."
Bizarre, huh? But actually, just as I had pictured it.
Finn, Lilah and I were actually sort of in the area, so we stopped by the doctor's office to see Michael.
They let us hang out in a little private room while we were there. Driving there, I was trying to brace myself for the scene, and I imagined that seeing M hooked up to an IV of poison was going to set me off crying (the tears come so easily these days), but really I was okay. I don't know how it was for Michael. It was surreal in a way. It was like, "Oh, yeah, my husband has cancer, and we're going to visit him while he gets chemo, and then we'll stop by the bank, and then we'll go pick the girls up from school." It's all just so freaking unreal. Sometimes I still can't believe this is happening.