Since my surgeon didn't order the Oncotype test after my surgery last month and it got postponed until my oncologist could order it, I'm not going to start any treatment until probably the second week of November. (I was diagnosed with cancer on September 22 - srsly.) I've been told they can't do anything until the test gets back and on Friday, I was told that would take 10 to 14 days. Thank you, health care system. I don't know what's going to kill me first - cancer or my patience.
Congrats Lara - you have cancer. Now you get to wait weeks on end just to get the sucker fully out of your body. Haha, we don't care that your anxiety is getting worse and worse the longer you wait. You're not a person to us - just a Socical Security number.
I guess the only bright side to my surgeon's fuck up is that I can enjoy a week or two of normalcy before becoming a full-time cancer patient. Plus I won't be in the hospital when my boyfriend has his 40th birthday. Still, I'm not enjoying this wait whatsoever. While I'm not looking forward to surgeries or chemotherapy, I just want to get this train moving. The quicker it starts, the quicker it ends.
I haven't even started my treatment and I'm already falling through the cracks. This can't be good.