Diagnosed on the 8th, we met our oncologist on the 13th. Sitting in the waiting room is odd, numbing almost. The brain whirls wondering what to expect, what's next. We sat witing with my folder of research and as quick as that we were called in. Our nurse Mel was in the room (very nice to put a face to the voice that had supported us so well this far) and our oncologist. A very well dressed, happy looking man. Instant relief for both of us. Tony and I are both very highly in tune and hyper aware of body language and expressions. We introduced ourselves, shook everyone's hand and sat down. Tony took my hand and squeezed 3 times. I love you. This is positive, everyone is upbeat, no one is looking at the floor muttering. Our doctor showed us the previous endoscopy tests, allowing us to see the changes inside Tony's pipes and look at the cancer. Literally face the enemy! Dr Gikkas walked us through in detail what had been found so far, he explained that the CT scan showed the...
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