Here we go again

A whole week without watching time tick by in a waiting room; a whole week without getting stuck by a needle; a whole week without seeing a doctor; a whole week without getting a new prescription. It all comes to a screeching halt tomorrow. ...
I visit my lead oncologist's office tomorrow. They're usually running at least a half-hour behind schedule. I'll get stuck with a needle when my blood is drawn. I expect my white blood cell count to be solid. Not so sure about the red cells. I'm still a bit dizzy when I first stand up, so I may still be anemic. But I'm confident I'll be strong enough to resume chemotherapy on Monday. Not sure if I'll get a new prescription, which I may or may not get filled depending on the cost and what it's for. ...
Spring has sprung, which I guess is why frost is predicted overnight. Does anybody remember what General Lee predicted?