So, yesterday I went to see Mr Levick, cosmetic surgeon, at the Priory. I must admit it was nice to be back there, it smells of coffee and expensive after shave instead of formaldehyde and wee.
I was shown into the waiting room and sat down with about 5 pretty young women who had one very noticeable thing in common. Very small tits. VERY small. You didnt need to be a rocket scientist to work out why they were there. Oh boy this made a change from the 'testicles' I am used to. I was so glad I had worn a low cut T shirt and puffed out my chest to good effect.
Anyway I was called in to see him and the first thing he said was "I gather you have 2 canerous lumps that need removing - well Im sorry I cant do them" Which kind of took the wind out of my sails.
He went on to explain that as a cosmetic surgeon his main work was boob jobs (as if I hadnt guessed) and face lifts. To remove any kind of cancer you have to be 'acredited' and few cosmetic surgeons are.
It seems money talks and the demand for breast enhancement and nose jobs is such that they dont need to do any other kind of work. Which is a pity as he seems a really lovely bloke - I base this purely on the fact he said "I cant do anything for you Im afraid, I can see you are not in need of any kind of breast enlargement" !!
(Thank goodness for Wonderbra !)
Anyway, he passed me on to his secretary Gail, who like Zena (Mr Ds sec) was scarily efficient and knowledgable and soon sorted me out with an appointment to see a Mr Peart who DOES remove cancers.
God bless these secretaries - they really know their jobs and are the Consultants right hand man (woman)
So Im seeing Mr Peart tomorrow morning and hopefully he will whip these lumps out pretty soon. I have to wait 2 weeks after surgery before starting Sutent so the sooner the better really.
All things considered Im still feeling well. And with a lot more energy. Martin took me out on a 'forced march' in the country on Saturday, and despite a bit of shortness of breath I felt fine. I shall take my stitches out on Friday (or get Nurse Martin to - Im sure he would be terribly disappointed if I didnt ask him) and then I can go swimming at last.