Craptastic
So this has kind of been weighing heavily on my mind lately, and I think I just need to vent. My dad was diagnosed with cancer recently, and after weeks of tests, he's finally going to have surgery next week. I'm both relieved that all the waiting will finally be over and we'll know definitively how much chemo he'll need, and also completely furious with the doctors for making us wait this long. If they knew it was cancer, and we knew where it was right away, why did we have to go through a month of tests? They would order him a set of tests, have him come back in a week to discuss those tests, and then order a new round of tests, then have him come back in another week, do it all over again, etc. And yet, they're still telling us that this myriad of tests they've been running for months aren't conclusive, and they won't be able to tell us anything definite on his prognosis until they go in and take the tumor out. So tell me, what was the purpose of all those tests?
As a biology major in college, I'll be the first to admit that I love science, and I do think doctors can work miracles thanks to modern medical science, but it's times like this that I really get what McKay means when he says medicine is like voodoo. Among the many tests they've run have been a vast plethora of blood tests, CEA, CAT scan, and MRI, and yet the only reason we even know he *has* a tumor is because they shoved a camera up his colon and took a picture of it!
Which leaves me wondering why they didn't just go ahead and do the surgery right away. Instead of pussyfooting around for over a month, while my family and I wait on pins and needles to know just how bad it is, this could have been over weeks ago if they'd just gone right ahead and scheduled the surgery as soon as they knew it was cancer. And trust me, sitting around waiting and feeling helpless for this long is making me very anxious for next week.
At least, that's how I feel now. We'll see if I still feel that way after the surgery.
Anyway, the purpose of this post was to tell people why I haven't been writing or vidding much lately, so...yeah, I got a little carried away. Like I said, I think I just needed to vent.
As a biology major in college, I'll be the first to admit that I love science, and I do think doctors can work miracles thanks to modern medical science, but it's times like this that I really get what McKay means when he says medicine is like voodoo. Among the many tests they've run have been a vast plethora of blood tests, CEA, CAT scan, and MRI, and yet the only reason we even know he *has* a tumor is because they shoved a camera up his colon and took a picture of it!
Which leaves me wondering why they didn't just go ahead and do the surgery right away. Instead of pussyfooting around for over a month, while my family and I wait on pins and needles to know just how bad it is, this could have been over weeks ago if they'd just gone right ahead and scheduled the surgery as soon as they knew it was cancer. And trust me, sitting around waiting and feeling helpless for this long is making me very anxious for next week.
At least, that's how I feel now. We'll see if I still feel that way after the surgery.
Anyway, the purpose of this post was to tell people why I haven't been writing or vidding much lately, so...yeah, I got a little carried away. Like I said, I think I just needed to vent.