Well, I have Aunt she got diagnosed with terminal cancer, bile duct last January due to having jaundice. The doctor at the time was quite dismissive and said she, unfortunately, was only given 1 month to live. She was referred to Dougie Macmillian for Palliative Care. Anyway 12 months down the line, the doctors ordered a blood test so nurses came to take blood this week, Dougie Mac came to talk to us, and that. Anyway, a day later they’ve rung saying the blood is better than anyone who would normally have terminal cancer, even better than the test last January when she was diagnosed. Anyway, another call 20 minutes later to say the GI team at the hospital now want to refer them to a cancer specialist, to recheck, probably new scans and go through options if treatment for Chemo is an option. So we’ve gone from untreatable, and will only have 1 month to live. To 12 months down the line, to this. Then hearing the guy 12 months ago wasn't a cancer specialist in the first place, and told the results of the terminal before he got the biopsy results but in the referral to DM it was cancer. She's had a lovely summer, in the garden. Before the Diagnosis, she was in the hospital for amputation of the leg due to bad care received, her consultant was very nice, she conducted liver, kidney check which came back good and a scan of the area which came back with debris in the bile duct, nothing like cancer at the time. Was given a lot of blood transfusions, and a ton of antibiotics on another ward which wasn't needed apparently which the consultant said when she moved to Vascular ward. Then got me thinking, was there something wrong with the many blood transfusions, but if the Biopsy said it was cancer, surely it can't be an error. My aunt has had truly awful care being post to pillar in the past 6 years, and now in this position, I'm feeling angry. I can't imagine what her mind is going through, how to support her? I think drained is one emotion. I guess in a way I've been a carer, through this tough few years.   I admire the NHS, but the 6 years of her going through the system has made me lose faith on all levels, from GP's, community care, to hospitals. Thank You, one confused Nephew.