My mom is 85. She is feisty, ornery, opinionated and smart but getting older by the minute. AND NOW SHE HAS BREAST CANCER!!!! WTF!!!
She had a biopsy on Monday and as she called for 3 days, yes, 3 days, for the results, she got the run-around from her boob (no pun intended!) of an internist. Today he told her, "Mrs C., I don't have the results in front of me but I can "verbally" tell you that they found cancer cells in your breast biopsy." Apparently he told her it's the "most common type". Huh?
-anxious to be focusing on someone's illness rather than my own...
Tomorrow, I'm accompanying her to an oncologist that the "boob" recommended...then, we're going to see the rock star, Dr H.
This is not my idea of a mother-daughter bonding experience...