Morning ladies!
4th hotel of the week and another middle of the night wide awake alone and feeling it a bit! Time to turn to my new found friends. ??
Mind you I have a bit more of a reason this morning. Had a text from my consultant Simon Cawthorne yesterday telling me my cancer is Grade 3 Hormone Reactive and asking me if I could fit a CT scan in before surgery next Wednesday (Spire Bristol Tabby 4 ?)
That was the start of a 3 hour session of exchanges of texts and calls between Consultant, my sister (oncology nurse at Jimmys at Leeds), the hospital arranging time and date of scan and my wonderful, wonderful GP. Really spooked to begin with but reassurance from my sister and GP settled me down.
End result is a scan today ar 1:30, results (has cancer spread or not) also this afternoon. This to be followed by an invitation to my GP’s home for a cuppa with my other half afterwards (she’s threatened to beat me up if I tell the Pracrice Manager as she’s not supposed to do this apparently ??)
All this was happening whilst ‘parked’ on the M6 on the second 6 hour plus car journey in two days. So quite an afternoon.
im really lucky to have private medical insurance although having seen NHS oncology care close up with my mother who passed away 3 years ago and how fantastic the NHS were with her I think the main advantage appears to be a little more flexibility in terms of times of appointments and the hot chocolate from the vending machine is free! ?
As as a retired Police Officer I dealt with many hairy situations as all officers do and coped because I had the training to do so. What I find hardest to cope with is the lack of control of my own future now. I actually feel a little weird at the moment. Imhide any overt concern and worry in front of others, am outwardly super positive if not a little hyper. People keep telling me my positivity will see me through but just beneath the surface the truth lurks, a weak, frightened, selfish, angry man. These feelings and emotions stay hidden until they sneak out and haunt me as they are now when I’m alone, in a strange place in the depths of the night.
Then I re-read all your lovely comments and support. I feel the warmth and the love and the metaphorical hugs. On the subject of hugs I seem to have been hugging people all week! Every time I mention to a lady I have Breast cancel I seem to get hugs! Had a few man hugs along the way too mind you!
Clearly no-one chooses to be in this position but I feel strangely privileged to be among you and receiving your support.
Anyway it’s time to try and sleep some more, apologies for the rambling message. Thank you all again for helping me ???
Dave xxx