Okay, can I just say that this waiting is exhausting shit. Telling family and friends is exhausting shit. Waking up through the night and the first word that pops in your brain is that "C" word is exhausting shit. BUT today is Monday. Its back to work and I'm really looking forward to it because today we can start the ball rolling. I can find out what's next. I know Bruce told me stuff when he rang to give me the news and I even had pen and paper by the phone to write stuff down, but my brain took a right turn at Albaquerque after he said "positive" and I can't remember what he said was the next step. Damn getting this sort of news on a weekend. But today I should get an appointment to talk to the Doctor who will get the ball rolling to cut this bastard out. I've finally found information on one of the Cancer Council websites that actually tells me what the next steps are ie. scan first to find where this little bugger is hiding and confined to and then talk to the surgeon. Though after working within Queensland Health for the past 4 years I know that procedures and policies must be followed. Only thing that freaked me out last night was reading that a CT with dye is usually done to map the cancer. UMMMM nope not for me unless we want to go down the anaphylactic path again. (long story for another day but let's just say that type of contrast dye and me just DON'T get along) So it will have to be an MRI... ummm pretty sure someone said on facebook last week that the MRI was out of action.. Was on facebook so must be true right??? First thing on the to do list today is a quick phone call to my new best friends at FC Radiology. Can I just say that my family are amazing. They have taken the news with the same positive attitude we have. Makes it so much easier and not one of them turned into the crying mess I did Friday afternoon.#myfamilyisawesome!
I have to say I was dreading the biopsy needles. But these guys know their stuff, and it was more discomfort than anything. The waiting for the results was definitely more painful.
The site is at 11 O'clock and truly just feels a bit like a glandy lump with a smaller hard bit to the centre. I seriously nearly dismissed it except it didn't match on the other side. Put it this way, the actual cancer is so small, they have to feed a guide wire into the area on the morning of the surgery, so the surgeon can find it easily.