My brain isn’t working completely with all the stress so I didn’t even think about explaining things. As y’all know I’m fat and diabetic. Well, unfortunately that makes for one hospital (Mary Washington Hospital) and one doctor (Ronald Rodriquez with Johns Hopkins) from not wanting to do the surgery.
This surgery gives me the best chance at living. And, yes, I mean that literally, as renal cell carcinoma is treatable, at this size, solely by surgery. If it metastasizes my chance at living more than a year plummets to pretty much nothing.
I’m 33, the thought of doing an ablation (which is NOT done for tumors this size) is horrifying. I want to live damn it. And according to my urologist this surgery is my best chance at doing that. It gives me a 50% chance of living 20 more years. And, yes, while that is a scary ass percentage it is a whole lot more than without it.
So, if you know a urologist willing to operate on a short, fat diabetic with renal cell carcinoma, send him my way, please.
Edited to add; Yes, we do have insurance, now. Tony’s job provides damn good coverage. Thank God.
Dr number, I don’t even know anymore, is set up for November the 6th. Yep, almost 2 full months after the tumor was found, I’ll be seeing another doctor. If this one will not perform the surgery, I have one other in area place to call, then I start calling to Ohio and places further west.
I am hoping, and praying, that it doesn’t get to that. I have so much more I want to write about all of this but it is passed my bedtime and I have been trying so hard to get enough rest so that I am taking better care of myself.
more and more bad news keep hitting. I’ll write more in depth this weekend. I need time to digest everything.