Hi. I'm Meg. 72 next week. Oral cancer. My dentist spotted it and referred me on the 2-week promise of an initial appointment, which didn't happen. After 4 weeks we were told at least 9 weeks. So I coughed up 3 grand for a private diagnosis, with MRI and CT scans and a biopsy. I actually saw the NHS consultant after 7 weeks but as I had had all the tests privately things moved quickly after that. I wasn't terribly impressed at the first Multi-Disciplinary meeting cos the surgeon didn't turn up. I was given the choice of surgery or Radio but with no info about the surgery (other than the few remarks that the Radio man made) I wasn't able to make an informed choice. The surgeon did ring me later that day while I was in Sainsbury's (3 days before Christmas, so very busy) and I could barely hear him and he spoke really fast. Of course, Christmas and New Year intervened and I needed some dental work before Radio could commence. I have just had my third of 30 sessions over 6 weeks. So far it all seems unreal - like I haven't really got cancer - but I expect the side-effects to kick in after next week, making it all much more real.
Yes, I'm scared, but I have lots to live for and will give it my best shot.
Thanks for listening.
Meg
