This doesn’t look like being a good day.

Has to be a hard thing for a GP to break news such as this. But not nearly as hard as it is to hear it.

“There’s an obstruction, and it looks suspicious”. Or in the words on the radiologist’s report “malignancy is suspected.” Bang. take that. No sugar coating there.

An appointment is made to see a gastroenterologist at Western Hospital the following Friday – to set up some more tests including an endoscopy the next week.

Five minutes after I get home in a state of mild hysteria, my girlfriend (and Bali Buddy), Sue pops in in her lunch break from Western Hospital to say hello. Big mistake! Not the first time she’s managed to inadvertently call in at a time of crisis, but what a great friend to have around in a crisis (after she’d borrowed my glasses so she could read the report).

“No, you’re not xxxxxx-ed” – we can deal with this”.

Sue came back later to be here while I told Tom, and rang Sam.  Been a day for tough conversations.

She had also found out that Dr Nordeen – the Gastroenterologist was doing endoscopies in Friday, and there was a possibility mine could be scheduled for then. Would be good.

#Going tobealongcoupleof days