Not me but my husband. A cough that wouldn't clear; xray, ultrasound, ct scan. Now tomorrow is a biopsy. Everything so far is terrifying. I seem to remember only about ten words from the consultation on Friday: lung cancer, secondary, kidney tumour, inoperable.
Then he said there was nothing he could say until the biopsy. I'm not sure there's much else he can say. Today I went to work and couldn't say anything because they would only ask questions I couldn't answer. Now we have to wait in limbo over Christmas trying to create some kind of normal when I don't think we'll ever know normal again. I've read everything I could find and I wish I could unread it all. My husband wishes he'd never gone near the doctor.