Finally, as I'd been steeling myself having to visit the big hospital with my file, the oncologist's secretary, Veronique (we are now on first name terms) called me back on Friday. She'd spoken (as promised) to the oncologist and she said 'leave it in our hands, I'll get back to you'. That was really great news, frankly. I told her, again, that I would take an appointment whenever I could and would cancel my work if necessary.
Anyway, today she updated me on a message saying that she'd faxed through my file to the hospital and now it's up to the doctors there to decide if and when I get an appointment and how urgent it is. Unfortunately, it's out of her hands but she's going to follow up and let me know as soon as she has news.
I was pretty depressed by this, although I totally appreciated her help. It's just more waiting and more waiting. I am strung tight as a piano wire and eating myself to death in the meantime.........
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