My appointment with the pulmonologist is tomorrow morning at 10:30am. I'm terrified.
I got the referral from my regular doctor when I told him I wanted to quit. He said this pulmonologist held clinics for quitting smoking. That was a long time ago, maybe 6 months or so, and I never called for an appointment.
Then I found you guys here on EX, did the work, and QUIT. But when I still felt short of breath for no apparent reason after Day 30, I went ahead and made the appointment.
So tomorrow, I guess I'm going to find out if I've done irreparable damage to myself. Kinda scary. No. Very scary.
But after THAT, something GREAT is going to happen!! I'm meeting Brenda M for drinks and dinner in DC. I can't wait! Don't worry, folks, I'm bringing my camera. So you'll get to see all the fun we had.
And SOMEBODY up in Baltimore (you know who you are, youngatheart. Oops, I outed you.) will wish she had been there after all. BUT... that just gives me a reason to drive up to Baltimore soon to have lunch with youngatheart! Then...I want to fly up to Philly for an afternoon to hang out with jojo!
So even if I get bad news from the doc tomorrow, I'll be okay. Because life goes on. And it goes on a WHOLE lot better and longer without cigarettes. And with lots of EX friends to meet in person!
(But, I'm still scared to go to the doctor tomorrow.)