Thursday 1 March 2007
This morning I woke very early, about 6 o’clock, with fear in my stomach. Tomorrow is my consultation. Tomorrow. I’ve thought about the journey: Paris to Saint Germain en Laye. According to Mappy it takes 1 hour 16 minutes. I’ve worked out that I need to leave at about 7:15 to 7:30 from my home to arrive promptly for the appointment, taking into account anything that might arise by chance. This morning before leaving home I set my alarm for 6:30 for tomorrow. I can’t think about anything other than that route. It’s impossible for me to imagine the hospital or the doctor.
I have, all the same, prepared some questions to ask the doctor. I know myself, I am very passive and in this instance I want to know all there is to know.
I am a little frightened and I daren’t fully let myself hope or rejoice over it.
We’ll see tomorrow…..
[original in French]