still kicking

My ribs seem almost better, maybe just in time for the park spar this Saturday. I've missed all the sparring classes leading up to it, for various medical reasons. I have an appointment on Wednesday, right when next class starts, for a CT scan. One last test (for now) to make sure I don't have any other cancers lurking anywhere. That they can readily detect anyway. Fingers crossed.

I haven't been getting to class much, since June. My mood's been reflecting that. I went tonight, but ended up leaving after kickboxing, before BJJ, again. I was struggling with the hot weather cardio again, I was feeling indecisive, when I realized I'd forgotten my belt. I wish it were no-gi, especially this time of year. I could have borrowed a belt, but at the last minute, decided to give my ribs a few more days. Still, a bit depressing.

I don't want to reinjure anything, and on Wednesday, I want to make sure the thing being injured isn't another concerning mass. I guess this is standard. One cancer does raise the risk of others, as I understand it. Not so much that they find anything, most of the time, but enough to make the precaution worthwhile. Not that the precise math really matters. It's hard not to worry about it and who the hell knows.

After class. the instructor was talking about new classes that sound appealing to me. Something to look forward to, if all goes well these next few days. Which I'm afraid means I might as well expect to be hit by lightning on the way to the hospital. Which is all the way in Montpelier, because hackers broke our hospital's computers again.