Cancer
September 14th, 2012My wife has been diagnosed with Uterine Cancer. The doctor called her and delivered the news as she was waiting outside the high school to pick up our son.
We don’t know… hell I don’t know what to make of this. I researched it and I know that if it is Endometrial and Stage 1 the recovery rate is better than 92%. Hell, even Stage 2 has pretty good recovery rates. But here we are with a diagnosis delivered on a Friday afternoon, and we won’t see the doctor until Wednesday… and what do we do?
We watch TV. We go get her a new iPhone on Saturday. We play like everything is normal because we don’t know enough to believe anything else. We wobble between terror and optimism and have no idea what else to do.
And in the most selfish, most ashamed part of me… I wish the damned doctor had just waited to tell her on Monday and left this weekend to us.
September 15th, 2012 at 8:07 am
Selfish? Ashamed? What the fuck are you talking about? This doctor and/or doctor’s office staff are fucking idiots. You don’t deliver news like this over the phone or, if you do, you include with assurances that it can probably be handled and with an invitation to come in immediately to talk about it.
If they had no intention of seeing you right away they goddamn well SHOULD have waited until Monday. This borders on outright unethical and I would already be thinking about a new doctor.
September 15th, 2012 at 8:07 am
Prayers for you and Tina by the way.
September 15th, 2012 at 2:34 pm
Yeah, I’m starting to feel that way myself- angry about the way the news was delivered and the timing. Tina likes the doctor, though, so a change is not in the offing.