Hello everyone, If you haven't met me my name is Squamous cell c-----Ha Ha! But all attempts at humor aside. Shawn, Shawn is my name. And I was just sitting here wondering how I can get the most out of this, the most welcoming place that I would never wish on my worst enemy. I found out yesterday that surgery was a bust. still have cancer. And I think there was something inside me telling me, that if I had to have the surgery again just to gain more knowledge about where the cancer was, in what stage I would. So no regrets there, I regret that I put my life in some ones hands that had In the past make me go back to the pharmacy twice with my triplicate, In a fair amount of pain. Seems he could not write a script correctly to save his life! First time Ok it happens he forgot to put the number of RXs in the box that read void if number of RXs was not indicated. Second time he put my Birthdate in a date slot,.just not the correct one. See the second time he put my birthdate in the TODAYS DATE slot, and you can guess where he put the actual date. And I am sure that even then some would balk, He must have had a long time in surgery yesterday, or perhaps he had something very distracting going on in his personal life. Yes some would balk, I would balk. And did, in my mind I was making excuses for his behavior. I asked in the beginning, I mean waaay back in 2012 when cancer first reared its ugly head and neck. Never got an answer. Knowing in my mind that this
HPV isn't just some antidotal finding. Then treatment was set on track. And before I even got to know the people who were bolting my head down to a table and giving me the business. (RRRGGTTTT- MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM RRRGGGTT-) Well that's what it sounded like to me anyhow. seven weeks had passed. Everything was pointing in the right direction. As a matter of fact the office was so surprised how long it took for any ill effects to hit me. It was week four before I even started having issues with food and drink. And I was even letting myself imagine that I would not need it and they could just whip it out and give it to the next guy/gal. Heck I didn't use it. Not quite the case. I used it for about two months. So I never found out the first time around if it was indeed
HPV. Fact is I didn't find out until yesterday that it was. So I regret my choice in doctors. No I regret letting that doctor put his knife in me. So anyone have regrets regarding treatment choices. Regrets maybe that you have not told anyone about that might be something to get off you chest. (like I just unwittingly did right here). And it does make me feel better that you great folks know. because I would have been guarded about some info if I keep my bad choices close to my chest. Sorry for the Rant. Regrets? And you cant say reading this novel either.-shawn U.
