The Calm Before

The past two days have seemed relatively normal. No doctor appointments, no strangers fondling my oversized right breast, no medical tests...
The only times I've had that twinge of panic/fear is when the oncologist called to schedule my PET scan for this Saturday (which is actually tomorrow) and when my surgeon called to schedule my Port-a-Cath placement surgery for Tuesday....and right this second, because I'm writing about it.
It's beginning to seem a bit more "real" to me. I'm not in denial, but feeling sort of out-of-body right now. like I'm watching it happen and waiting...