Monday, November 20, 2017

Filthy Fourths - July 8th, 2016

The Big Casino, Imaging dept.

The following day I got the infamous PET scan. A radiation fused scan that checks for diseases in the body, in my case to check where the Cancer is located. I thought to myself how dumb it was to receive this scan after being physically invaded with the procedures that were done in June.

“Wasn’t I already diagnosed…?”
“Wasn’t there a treatment protocol plan of action already being defined for my cure…?”

July 11th, 2016, lunchtime at KABAM:

Sencha

•Radiation Oncologist: “PET Scan results unfortunately show that the cancer has metastasized to your upper right hip area. Are you having any pain there?”



Tick-Tock…


•Me: W-T-F…? I've been limping on my right leg since January!


Tick-Tock…


•Radiation Oncologist: “It's imperative that we get a biopsy of the hip bone to rule out if the tumor is related to the Lung Cancer.”


Tick...


•Me: “When? How soon do we need this?”


Tock... 


•Radiation Oncologist: “Sooner the better. We're already pulling in the paperwork for the HMO approval”


Tick…

•Me: “That takes forever, can we schedule the procedure and I’ll push for the approval…?”


Tock…


•Radiation Oncologist: “It may help expedite the approval if you call AETNA. We need to get this biopsied before we begin any type of treatment…”


Tick…


•Me: “Ok, ok... I'll jump on that. But the issue is still curable right?



Tock…


•Radiation Oncologist: “It's - treatable…”


Tick…


•Me: "But Dr, what does metastasized mean?”




STAGE 4 MOTHERFUCKER!!!









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