"Waldenstroms? Did I tell you you had Waldenstroms? I musta been drunk or high or something. It's probably... CLL? Let's get you to a Gastroenterologist and see if he can find a lymph node in your gut we see on your CAT scan."
You know those guys are backed up (heh) right? They had to take a year's vacation when Fauci told them to. I won't get close to his office till after Halloween.
"And?"
Well, if the only reason to go to him is for him to look at a lymph node you can already see, and THAT is what is delaying my treatment, can't we just pretend he looked at it and saw it, too?
"Look, I'm delaying it because it probably won't alleviate your symptoms anyway, so, why crush your hopes now when I can let you have a few more months of it? Hope, I mean."
Fair enough.
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Insurance companies will spend $10,000 on second opinion doctors but not $777 on a CT scan.
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Meanwhile my red blood cells and hemoglobin keep dropping. Slow and steady, wins the race. To the bottom. Of my car, when I pass out getting out of it.
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"Oncologist" is a scary word. I hope it goes well.
If you really want to be depressed at the truth, read the final few entries of Confessions of a College Professor.
https://professorconfess.blogspot.com/
They called the Oncologist a Hematologist on the referral originally. I got there, read the plaque, and went "Ah."
Thanks for the cheer-up McChuck
All just part of the service. And at no extra charge!
* I've survived 3 separate wars. I no longer even try to make new friends. Dark humor is the only humor.
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