So today at just before eleven I was sitting waiting for my appointment when my mobile rang. "Hello, I'm Dr. B's secretary at Wythenshawe hospital. I'm ringing to tell you an appointment has been made for you to see Dr. B next Thursday at 1.30."
I was baffled and asked what it was about. It appeared that I had been referred to Dr. B by Dr. C, Mr R's registrar but the secretary knew no more than that.
Nurse Fiona heard my side of the call and quickly ushered me in to see Dr. C who explained what it was about and apologised that his colleague, Dr. B had been so quick off the mark. It appears that my CT scan the other week showed everything in my bladder and kidneys was as expected but that something had been spotted in my lungs which required investigation. The CT scan had spotted two small nodules towards the base of my left lung and one in my right lung. At this stage their nature was unknown and a PET scan was needed to show what they are. Dr. B, it appears is the lung cancer consultant. this does not mean that these damned things *are* malignant, of course, but that possibility does exist and they need to find out what they're dealing with and how to treat it.
There is currently no date for this PET scan and I don't think there is much point in talking to Dr. B until he has the results so we have something concrete to discuss.
I suppose if the worst comes to pass it's even more surgery but we're a long way off that I reckon. I don't have a cough or chest pains or any shortness of breath so I reckon that even if these things are malignant they are probably at an early stage and maybe more chemo or radiotherapy can kill them.
Oh, and it looks as if I can have a single room when I do have my surgery which is now delayed, of course.
Friday, 3 September 2010
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