When My mum came to visit

Some time ago, at the very beginning of February, like a couple of months, at the hospital my oncologist visited me. I was feeling pretty nasty and I could tell that he was not bearing any good news. First of all, he gave me the new medication with his hands shaking – Lorlatinib was a new drug for Sweden and we got it! Pretty good thing! He had good hopes for that, why the long face though?

Then he said that he needed to talk to me about one more thing. That now in my medical psfix_20190420_160151980726576111041245.jpegrecord┬áthere is a special mark, which means that I’m not suitable for being resuscitated. My body is so much exhausted and damaged by the illness that I won’t be able to take the procedure anyway, or something like this… I don’t remember because there was some ringing in my ears… Somehow I was so shocked and offended by this news that almost started to cry. I was worried that my parents won’t be able to come to say goodbye! Yes, by the way, he said, maybe it’s time for you to have your parents come.

Here comes louder, more ringing, more annoying, I can’t hear! I freaked out quite a bit. But It was probably one of the most important things he had to say that day. I needed to understand more deeply the severeness of the illness I have and it was the way to tell it for the doctor, since he couldn’t directly, as far as I understand.

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