5-28-13

I have to tell you more about this Doctor in Houston.  We had our follow-up appointment with her on Tuesday.  We were scheduled to fly home afterwards. She walks in after a 1.5 hour delay and says, “our tests have shown us that you have peritoneal disease (cancer in my abdomen lining), and unfortunately we are going to have to get you into chemo.”  She says that she just wants us to understand, “What we are dealing with,”…….that is why she speaks to us in such a straight forward manner.  She said, “You need to know what you are dealing with,” maybe 8 times.  You think we don’t already know what we are dealing with?  Why harp on this?

I don’t want to sound crude.  I am sure that she is an amazing doctor.  However, this lady has no clue what it is like to be a patient.  She said that I will probably lose my hair, “and I can tell that your hair is a big deal.”  Of course it is you WENCH!  (I gotta be honest, Amanda and I were looking damn good for this appointment.  My hair was slicked back, and Amanda was her usual gorgeous self.  Makeup done and Tory Burch sandals!).

We felt like the doctor was thinking, who are these arrogant people with cancer coming into my office?  I’ll show them!  And she waves her “judgement day” wand around like Harry Potter’s evil step mother!   Whatever man!!

She was awful.  Like Doctor Evil…

Amanda said, “is this really bad?  I mean, we’ve basically been planning his funeral all weekend?”  The Doc replied (with somewhat of a snicker), “it wouldn’t be bad to have that conversation…”

And this place in Houston was supposed to be filled with some sort of hope????  My foot…