Last year, after a long drawn out battle to get him diagnosed DP was told he has bile duct cancer and had six months. The whole sorry saga was full of battles right from getting him seen by the GP, (I know people say the NHS wasn't 'closed' but that was not our experience), to him being turned away from A&E, dayglo yellow, to botched biopsies and delayed appointments and scans.
He is now under a new hospital for chemo, they assured us it would be different. It isn't. Today he was supposed to have been called by his oncologist (after they rearranged his appointment 3 times). The call never came. DP tried to call to find out what was happening, no answer just an answerphone so he left a message. His specialist nurse never calls back. I am so fucking done. There is no support. Macmillan have been fucking useless. We have no Maggie's. I don't know what else to do.