Late January - Remember back in January, when I thought my brother might have cancer?
Mid February - So, he ended up pursuing this diagnosis at a better hospital. Got a stent. Got an oncologist for his potential cancer.
Late February - Things stalled because he mentioned to the doctor that he now has some condition that makes him terrified when he comes out of anesthesia. That put the kibosh on any forward motion, because the doctor saw my brother’s mental health issues and insisted a psychiatrist sign off on this. Eventually he was convinced otherwise, but that took until mid-March.
Mid March - A new surgeon won’t go in and do the biopsy / duct repair because of the virus. My brother has all the underlying conditions: heart disease, asthma, diabetes, and whatever the other risk factor is (cancer?), so he wasn’t keen on leaving the house anyway.
Late March - The mid-March virus-fearing surgeon has been replaced by the previous February surgeon who is now going to do surgery on my brother next week. So, is he doing a biopsy? No. Is he doing a duct repair? No. He’s putting in another stent. You know, like he did in February.
No one is saying anything about tumors, or masses, or malignancy.
I’m baffled by all this. I don’t get this blasé attitude about malignancies. I am telling myself that the reason that the original surgeon is going back in is that he might be able to tell if there is any change or growth.
And before you ask, yes, I have seen the documentation and this is not a delusion. Eight weeks is a long time, though. Isn’t it?