Biopsy II - the revenge

So today's the day that I go in for biopsy II.

The chief of minimally invasive surgery - Dr Hermann, is the guy to try to get a lump of me today. They're planning on this taking an afternoon - check in 12.45, operation at 2.45, home by 7.00. Somehow I just don't believe that, call me an old skeptic but my experience of Chief Hermann has been that he's not a man to conform to something as everyday as a schedule.

Anyway as the snow falls and I look longingly at Judith's breakfast (no food for me today!) I'm getting ready to have him take first a suspect lump from my neck 'there's a 50-50 chance it's cancerous' and then if the 50% happens to be on my side and it's clear another sample from my chest. In the words of The Chief "You'll wake up with a cut in your neck, you might have one in your chest too, you should check when you wake up"

Spent last night coughing blood (not good. One or two 'symptoms' now seem to be popping up - as do nodes and bits of cancer. Bollocks. Seems that I'm not immune to symptoms after all.

Results should be back quickly from this one

We shall see

Two weeks wasted

So my doctor called this morining to tell me that the samples they'd taken two weeks ago during the needle biopsy were too small to get anything definitive.

To his credit needle biopsy should always be the first port of call and within an hour of hearing he'd arranged for me to meet with a guy who could take a more sizeable chunk of tumor for analysis. Results should be almost instant. Good news,

Waiting on an appointment right now... looks like I'll probably be going in tomorrow (just as my mom arrives, damn!) - not convenient but pretty bloody fast. I do like my doctor.

Sitting by the phone like some love lorn teenager right now.

More when I know it