1) I went to my GP a couple of years ago with what I thought was a lumpy breast. Mr Lazarus gave it a good feel to reassure me there was something there. I then took myself to the GP who struggled to find it. They referred me to the breast cancer clinic for a full check. This was, and pretty much always is, an urgent referral Jack. The letter I received with my appointment date and time said on it “SUSPECTED CANCER”. that’s because until such times as you’ve had the examination and/or mammogram, the GP can’t say it isn’t.
that is normal. Breadcrumbing about it on social media isn’t on, and it isn’t normal behaviour. Check yourself for lumps but check your behaviour too. You’re a bleeping ghoul.
2) given the amount of medical intervention you’ve had, Jack, do you think ANY oncologist worth their salt is going to give YOU third hand advice over social media to pass onto a friend? Why would they do that and why wouldn’t your friend simply go back to the specialist who was treating them? I appreciate it can be a difficult time, but did your ‘friend’ seriously expect you, a poverty campaigner, to locate a trustworthy oncologist willing to risk their whole medical career to give you a wee bit of advice on Twitter? Every time I think she can’t get any more arrogant, I realise she can.
The noise I’ve just heard is this bleep scraping the very bottom of the barrel.
Should have put all her books in the bin tbh.