Friday, February 12, 2010

my next doctor

i thought maybe the weirdness of all of this was over, but... no. it turns out that radiation is not the picnic we hear it is and has its own set of side-effects--not as devastating, but more in the adding-insult-to-injury category. however, the radiation center at the hospital does have free valet parking and yoga classes...

the doctor was wonderful, of course, apparently they all are in this cancer-thing field--incredibly knowledgeable, insightful, empathetic, and a mom of two daughters just a few years older than mine, which was a nice extra for me. she spent TWO HOURS with me! (somewhere there is a health insurance executive spinning in his chair in horror.)

she talked about how daughters react to having their moms go through this (worried, concerned) compared to sons (angry, terrified), and how husbands tend to react (angry, terrified). apparently general pissieness (not that i speak from experience) is a typical manifestation of this in husbands who feel they should have somehow been able to protect their mates. according to the doctor, that is.

No comments:

Post a Comment