Plus with a change of letters was muttered under my breath numerous times today.
Today- Terry’s birthday and St George’s Day was also the day for the grandly named ‘Examination under Anaesthetic’.
We got intructions from Graham on the easiest way to Ak hospital , he also warned us to be on the motorway by 6.30 am- we were.
Fog of course from Pahoia to Paeroa, what do you expect at 5 am….
We tottered into Ak Hospital at 2 minutes to 7, and I was admitted to a ward AND A BED!!! Far cry from the chairs at Tauranga day stay. Blood pressure had reached 205 by this time. Much tutting from the nurse who said I had to calm down- shit, she hadn’t just driven from Tauranga with Terry! I was also given a lecture on how we care for people- I told her she had to as it was her job, my job was to look after me. I was not playing nicely.
Had lots of mystery visitors including the surgeon, a very attractive little woman, T said her hands were too small for a surgeon, I said they were just right for female bits, not to her of course. I made a very strategic mistake with the surgeon by telling her I was not having the radical hysterectomy booked for next Monday.
By 8.30 am I was being thrown onto the slab in surgery. Was given a jab of something to calm me down- bit late really, next thing it was 9.20 am and I was being given a lecture – again- on my blood pressure. Apparently it sat at 190 while I was out to it. I had been told after a little hissy fit that I would be able to go 2 hours after coming to, as long as I could walk, and pee.
When will they get the message that I have white/blue coat syndrome- maybe I also have embedded way down the horrifying memory of a barium enema administered without warning when I was 9 years old! Yes, it was in a hospital- Ashburton. Enough to put anyone off for life.
Anyway the nurse forgot about the blood pressure when we did the usual’ where are you from’- I went to school in Ashburton with her cousin.
Small surgeon appeared about 9.45 am after initially being told I would not get to see her until about 4.30 pm.- hence the aforementioned hissy fit,I went pale puce at that- had things to do back in Tauranga.
Now here was where my strategic mistake came in, if you do not have surgery then you have a variety of options, apparently I had no options, belt and braces for me- external radiation, internal radiation(brachyterapy) PLUS chemo. I hissed and spat then settled down, as it seems to me from what I have been told that there is an area in the old kopu which is a bit thicker but they cannot actually say for sure that there are cancer cells there NOW. I reckon they got them in the cone biopsy but as they hate being on the margins(don’t we all!) they want everything.
For me the best thing would be leave it alone and give me another MRI in a few months time- if it has gone nasty then and only then can they whack me with something. I must mention to them all the money they save the health budget, as i just may not need anything.
What they also forget is that I refused surgery because of the high risk of lymphodema(luvvy white stocking territory), when I refused surgery they said the external radiation can cause it too- but that was two weeks ago and a different Dr- wish they all had the same sheet.
We were outta there at 11.45 am, got lost briefly, I put the seat back, put Emmy Lou Harris on and dozed until Paeora.
We have guests coming for dinner and I have only made two phone calls, one to the long suffering Nurse at the Cancer Society and one to the local gyno’s nurse- not available of course.
I now await the appointments for oncology and radiology in Waikato. Should get the appointments in a couple of weeks- for yet another lets talk about it! External radiology treatment takes 5 weeks but only about 10 minutes a day, the rest spent trailing around Hamilton. Much as I like Hamilton 5 weeks there as opposed to a week for the brachy is not a good option.
So, I played nicely for some parts of the day, and it is not blood pressure medicine I need but valium, as the minute I am outta there it drops to about 140….
I was impressed by the efficiency at Auckland, and enjoyed the multi cultural nurses. The Indian nurse was quite happy about my blood pressure, said I obviously know my own body! I think being fit and not hughely overweight is a huge plus!