Hi everyone
Thank you for all the handholds, and good wishes. They really bouyed me up while I was waiting to be seen.
It didn’t go well.
Before I’d even sat down the GP said, ‘Yes it’s bad news, I’m afraid they’ve found something’ What Not To Say 101’
She then proceeded to say read the ultrasound notes out loud, including the ‘cancer alert’ warning at the bottom, but not actually tell me what was going on.
There was a pink box on her screen saying ‘Suspected Cancer’, which she kept pointing to whilst saying, ‘so I’ll refer you today and you’ll be seen soon, it’ll probably be an MRI and they’ll probably ‘take it all out’ (no explanation of any of that)
It was like role reversal of what should have happened: she kept gibbering and going on about how well I was ‘taking it’ whilst I sat there in shock trying to work out what we did and didn’t definitively know.
The upshot is it’s a mass the size of large grapefruit. They don’t know if it’s uterine or ovarian because it’s obscuring the ovary entirely. They don’t think it’s a fibroid.
She sent me off with a form for more bloods (new CA125 test). I got in the car and lost my shit, then drove to a place that’s special to me, and cried on a bench for a while.
So I went off to hospital for the bloods; DH appeared at the hospital and got told to fuck off short shrift for not offering to come with me even though I said it sounded bad. I must have looked dreadful as the phlebotomist asked if I wanted a hug, cue more crying. Went to the nearest nice pub and had a large brandy, bollocked DH some more, updated him on what I knew (and didn’t know)
Needless to say I have fed the entire US report through ChatGpt.
And now I’m sitting on the side of the bath with a massive glass of wine waiting to get in, then I’m going downstairs to watch crap telly.
Feel strangely calm now, probably as the shock is wearing off a bit, and because they are taking it seriously, and because as so many of you have said, it might not actually be anything awful in the end. And even if it is, it would most likely be treatable. It sounds like it could be something like you had @fudgesmummy
The absolute best thing about what has otherwise been a truly shitty day has been the generosity and kindness of you all, perfect strangers on the internet, who have taken time out of busy lives today to offer handholds, good wishes, advice, experience and support. Thank you all so much ❤️
Thinking of you @TheBroonOneAndTheWhiteOne whilst we are both in this boat ❤️