My radiation oncologist gave me three words to remember at our first appointment. It’s a silly game to see if I’m suffering from any memory loss. He switched up the words at the last appointment. I wonder if he will remember that?
One of the first set of words is honesty. That very important word…honesty.
I take pride in being a self declared tough cookie. I take equal amount of pride in the fact that I’ve learned how to properly lean on other people when I need it. Sitting in my radiation oncologist appointment last week, it was that time.
I expressed to Dr H an honest, deep rooted fear of mine. I am worried about getting too focused on local treatment and loosing my opportunity to get started on a strong systemic treatment. What that means is…I’m worried about having this disease rapidly start growing in my body (neck down) while I’m busy zapping my brain again. I’ve witnessed people loosing the upper-hand. I’m quite certain it will be how I go. (Yup, deep rooted fear.) I just don’t want that to be now.
Dr H was receptive and responsive. I am confident, he will do all in his power, to help relieve my fears. It was well worth the risk to share.