kingrat

Finally had my oncologist appointment to go over my CT scan results. As thought, no signs there of cancer there. Oncologist futzed over lots of other items in the scan and in my bloodwork, but none of them are cancer. It's more like your hypochondriac uncle who's also a doctor. Kinda odd. My pulse was high. I have a pocket of fluid. I sometimes don't sleep too well. No cancer, which is the important thing.

I was pretty sure my next CT scan according to the schedule I was given was to be in September. Doc said we'll skip the June one and go straight to September. Now I'm a bit worried that what he told me the protocol would be in September is not what he's saying now. Not that he is modifying it. But that what he says the protocol is changes. He's supposed to be the expert in this protocol. Have verified the change with the copy of the protocol I scanned from September.

Gram has been losing weight for a year or so, mostly due to lack of appetite. Scans of her digestive system showed some abnormalities but nothing conclusive. A few weeks ago, Gram started bleeding though. This put in motion additional tests. Turns out she has uterine (or ovarian, I’m not sure) cancer.

It’s early stage. And essentially the choices are: surgery or slow death. Tuesday she goes in for surgery.

Since she’s so underweight, the surgery isn’t a slam dunk success. Getting the cancer is the least of the problem actually. She may see an extended amount of time recovering, and is at greater risk of complications. I’d be worried if I hadn’t already gone into do the next right thing mode.

Next week I’ll start fretting about Gramps’ upcoming surgery.