deb phones the cancer doc to confirm that we will not be turning up or further treatments which have very very small chance of doing anything worthwhile.
I think deb is upset by it. getting practical on my impending death.
poor Deb:-(
for me, death is still a very vague concept.
I'm confident that it will be slow and painless
but I now sleep, or doze, all day. and and any walking at all makes me puff and pant. I can still keep going... slowly
today I make it out for coffee and cake :-)
... but the
effortinvolved is
very annoying
the cancer doc tells deb that I will not be paralysed legs down.
as far as I know no-one ever suggested that.
the cancer doc is an idiot.
I suspect that she is not interested in cancer. she spent a lot of time discusing how my dex dosage, or the IV could be slowing me down
when the brain surgeon blamed cancer getting into my brain stem the cancer doc effectively denied the possibility.
I suspect that she knows nothing about brain cancer.
it also seems that she does *not* enjoy talking with patients about their cancer.
right... I do *not* like her.
deb says, she kept you (me) alive for seven years.
no. I stayed alive while the doc ticked boxes in a list of what to do next.
http://notdotdeaddotyet.blogspot.com
dying for you to read it :-)
...ranting http://my3rs.blogspot.com
brain fading, typing blind
if this email is nonsense, pls guess or ask
ndependent Consulting dexitroboper
It's not good when confidence in your doctor evaporates.
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