I was given my diagnosis, when I was alone, as I’d actually gone in to just have polyps removed, because nobody expected my biopsy to come back with cancer, and they prepped me for the procedure and then told me that I wasn’t going to have it and I found cancer. My friend was coming to pick me up but not for another hour, so I had to sit by myself in the waiting room.
I have taken friends since then, though close friends. I also have an app on my phone called Otter that I do pay for because I use it for work, but it records and transcribes at the same time, which is really useful, because then you don’t have to go through and listen to it, you can just read it, it’s not perfect but it’s good enough to find a bit in the text that you might want to listen to again. There is a free version, which, if you’re only using it for medical appointments should be fine, it’s really useful.
Sometimes it’s felt a bit pointless having somebody with me, but probably when you’re not quite sure what the news is going to be having someone with you even the waiting bit is good. When I had an oncologist get angry with me for questioning her and basically throwing me out of the room it was so important to have somebody else experience that who could also go WTF, no, it wasn’t you!
I think if you get really bad news, you can kind of go into shock and your brain is protecting you to begin with. When I was told by the Royal Marsden that my hospital of missed things on my initial scan and got my diagnosis wrong, I don’t think I could speak all the way back home from London to the Midlands, but having somebody with me, just there was reassuring. I’m single though, and I have been times when my two close friends haven’t been able to go, and I have wondered whether I should take somebody else, but I have decided that it would be better to go on my own than to be with someone who I might not feel that supported by.