I don't go to any medical appointments with her any more or hospital: ambulances can deal with emergencies it's what they're there for. Oh yes SummerCycling, I think we've chatted before about this! She had a telephone triage call after calling 999 and they said go to A&E but that an ambulance might be 6 hours, so I thought it would be quicker for me to just take her and drop her off and leave her there, but in reality I had to wheel her in and check her in, Then she needs frequent toilet trips, and there are just no staff to do that sort of thing, then she had a dodgy looking ECG, and I kept thinking she'll see the doctor in a minute as they told us 2 hours, and then I can go, but it was about 5.5 hours until she actually got to see the doctor. Anyway, I've slept most of the morning since taking her home, I'm mostly writing off today, I've got a university seminar at lunchtime and one interview. I have to do an other than that I'm just ignoring everything else, sadly including swim club. I texted my brother at 4 am and at 6:30 am, but he's not replied, as usual.
Thanks to everyone else for the support and reminder about boundaries!
Did you get some sleep Penguins?
Happy (belated?) birthday Fairywren
Yeah I've found my ability to support other people variable Remaker - I've been supporting a friend of a friend who's going through chemo, but in varying amounts, but I haven't felt able to do much whilst waiting for my results, other times I've had lots of energy for it. The hardest thing I found is supporting people who are possibly going to get a cancer diagnosis, but then don't, because of course I don't want them to have a cancer diagnosis, but I feel shit that they can just walk away but I actually had cancer. In fact, just after I'd been diagnosed and before my hysterectomy, my mum got confused and was convinced that she had bowel cancer after a FIT, she said the GP told her that she had it, I was telling her that it's not the sort of thing that the GP would diagnose, he'd referred her for further tests, not because she'd actually got it, but she wouldn't believe me. She didn't know about my cancer diagnosis at the time, so I was having to support her about her imaginary cancer whilst coping with the shock of my real diagnosis! After that, I decided I wasn't going to keep things from her so as not to worry her. I don't tell her much, just the minimum, she doesn't really take it in anyway, but previously I've told her nothing at all.
I've only just eaten breakfast, but it seems like it's time for lunch
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