I'm just fine, now that you're here to take care of me. The next few days sped by in a blur of shopping and errand-running. Along the way, we squeezed in a few visits to cancer specialists to bone up on the merits of chemo vs. radiation. Later that week, we would get the results of a biopsy that would tell us if her cancer had spread, so we had time for many tactical discussions about Mom's cancer treatment. Two practicing lady oncologists.
Mom asks, all worked up now at the idea of a discount.
As she turns toward me to gauge my reaction, the car leaves its lane and heads toward the guardrail. No, just horoscopes. Maybe your astrologer will give you a bargain on your next chart. As soon as we get in to see Dr. Sinz, Lady Oncologist, Mom begins angling for a discount. My mother looks at the doctor meaningfully, arching a brow.