Hello

how are you getting on???

Hi

i had a appointment to see my doctor and specialist nurse, I was told face to face and also confirmed by later days afterwards. 

Hope your alright x

I had a biopsy last week.  They took two samples, one for the outpatient clinic (there and then) and one for a more in-depth analysis by pathology.  I was asked to come back because they'd had no answers from the basic tests available in the clinic and had to wait for pathology to give them the results from their sample.

My appointment was yesterday and the consultant asked me what I was told when they gave me an ultrasound and took the biopsy.  I was told what it wasn't - a cyst, an abscess or a fibroadenoma - but nothing about what it was.  She said, "Well, you have breast cancer.  Sorry to blurt it out like that."

I had no problem with the way she told me because as I said, there's no way to sugar coat it.  I was told clearly, concisely, with no euphemisms which meant I'd have to 'guess' I had cancer and then ask the question, "Does that mean I have cancer?".  I really appeciated her directness and honesty.

It turns out that my particular type of cancer is very rare, which is why they were unable to detect it from the out-patient clinc biopsy sample. 

Mentally, I'd already prepared myself for it, so I feel fine.  It's just one of those things x

I "knew" I had cancer before the test results were confirmed, the doctor called me on the phone with the news.  He was kind and supportive but did not sugar coat anything.  When I was first diagnosed I couldn't even say the word cancer, I just called it the Big C.  It has been fourteen years since that day and some days it still feels like a weird dream.

I came home late and opened a letter telling me they had found cancer. I am still in shock

Hi, I was informed over the phone by a consultant, it was over two weeks since my biopsy and I phoned his secretary to see if results were in and she told me she would email him. I was due to go on holiday so the day before I was due to go he called me with the news, to say I was shattered was an understatement, I couldn't even say anything, I squeaked out a "ok" a few times, didn't really take in what he was saying to me, advising cancelling my holiday and seeing a haematologist ASAP. 

He did apologise for telling me this way but it was to catch me before I went away. Still a shock no matter how they tell you.

I had an overian cyst removed and the surgeon phoned me to say it wasn't cancer, it was abnormal cells and asked me into his office to discuss the results. I went in with my husband and he said the same thing band that he wanted me to have chemo as a precaution. Then he took me in to talk with his colleague - who said it WAS cancer. Shocked couldn't begin to describe how I felt and he left the room and his nurse took over. I did have ovarian cancer. At that point I fell to pieces and sank a qtr ltr of brandy that night. This was about 13 years ago but it has stayed with me, not the way to be told.

My husband had a ridged cystoscope previous day stay overnight The following morning consultant came round shouted over to him Yes it is cancer It was a 4 bed ward at the time my husband was talking to the other men on the ward He said it went deathly quiet has they all heard it He rang me up crying I went straight up to the hospital to see him to comfort him I was so upset Could not find consultant anywhere with all the stress and anxiety I never complain I had enough to worry about Feel better now I have told someone 

Hi Kim., 

i was still laying on table, nurse who took samples, said you can get up now, oh and you've got cancer, (how nice).

Billy