It was 7pm, Maddison and I were setting out on an evening walk. My cell phone rings, its my Primary Doctors office. What I expected to hear was the voice of the Nurse practitioner in the office that I have been seeing for 13 years. Nope. Its Dr W himself, I was sooo happy to hear his voice! I haven't talked to Dr W since I was diagnosed with Diabetes in 2006. Dr W is the only doctor that took the time to counsel me about using insulin. The Endo that Dr W referred me to back then was a total j-e-r-k. So, I called Dr W's office back and he squeezed me in that day, Saturday after hours. He taught me all about using Lantus, and showed me how to inject that first life saving dose. He must have spent nearly 2 hours with me that day, and I'll never forget the kindness and encouragement in his voice when he hugged me as I left his office. (with my bag of Diabetes paraphernalia!))
Dr W is an amazing doctor that truly cares about each and every one of his patients. Shortly after my Diabetes diagnosis he was diagnosed with Cancer and has been seeing patients only part-time. Anyway.....in comes the confusion once again, just from one phone call. My Pathology report just came back to Dr W's office today, which is why he is now calling me. Dr W wants to be certain I see a breast cancer surgeon, not just a general surgeon. He is calling to let me know that if I am agreeing, I am on the "call list" for tomorrow morning. He referred my Path report to the office of a local specialist and they will be calling me in the AM to schedule a consultation within the next week. EWWWWWWWWWW.
Back to the reality. I know that when the doctor originally called me Friday she wouldn't have mentioned PHYLLODES TUMOR unless she was 99% sure that's what I have. She even spelled it for me. P-H-Y-L-L-O-D-E-S. Today's earlier phone call from the Breast Center had me feeling relieved, I had a false hope that this is just another Fibroadenoma because they weren't in such a hurry to get me to a surgeon. Now that I've gotten this phone call tonight, I'm back to being 99% sure that they already know what I have, a PHYLLODES TUMOR. A much bigger deal than all my fibroadenomas in the past. I guess now we just wait for the defining results after surgery. Benign or Malignant. Maybe borderline.
I did take this phone call opportunity from Dr W to tell him how I appreciated the time he spent with me when I was diagnosed with Diabetes. He said he was happy to hear he made a difference to me back then, and told me he usually only hears words from angry patients. So, I feel really good that I got to tell him tonight how much his time that day meant to me. Yet another phone call today changed so much, in so many ways. Back to square 1 I guess.
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