I'm new here, having been diagnosed on 24th May during a routine mammogram. I have held it together until today, despite added stresses caused by letter being sent to me on the wrong template, making an appointment for the wrong thing, having to constantly try to chase up appointments I had been told I needed on certain dates, and having my surgery postponed 20 minutes before it was due to start and then spending a very stressful 5 hours on my own in a ward waiting and very hungry - I get that these things happen
I was told after surgery that my follow up would be on 28/7 and this was also on my discharge notes. No appointment arrived, so I chased that up too, to be told that the appointment for the wrong thing on the wrong template sent before my operation was in fact my follow up time on 01/08. I took a very deep breath and told myself I could wait out another stressful 4 nights -scar site is painful and swollen and stops me sleeping. This afternoon though, I totally lost it when I had yet another call to say the consultant was not available next week and I should now come in on 08/08.
Feel like just giving up at this point. I wasn't ill before and now I feel like rubbish most of the time - and certainly of no consequence whatsoever to the people making these decisions. Sorry for the rant, my poor husband has already had it in spades!
