In 7 days' time, it'll all be over for another year. For now, however, I'm very stressed. This happens every time I go for a check-up; by the day before the visit, nobody will be able to speak to me without having their head bitten off. Clearly, this is my problem, but it has to be said (again) that the issue is not with whether or not a recurrence is discovered; rather, it's related to the fact that I've lost trust in my medical team. I see other people going for annual check-ups and, even if their outcome may be to undergo more tests, they don't seem to feel the horror, distress and sheer anger that I do. I've asked them why, and the difference really does seem to be in their experience of the health service. While my surgeon was amazing and the follow-up nurse is fantastic, I'd lost my faith in the system before I encountered them, and I simply can't get it back. Let's hope next year is the very last time...
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