The wisdom of Kylie Minogue

I am not a great Kylie Minogue fan, but this evening I caught part of an interview about how she coped with cancer and chemotherapy. She said the worst part was waiting for the diagnosis - the waiting for tests and waiting for doctors. I concur with that.

As I cast my mind back, it is not as bad as eight years ago. My recollection is of seeing the consultant, who would look through my papers and would say something like, "We need to get you a Scan." So I then had to wait for an appointment for a scan, followed by another wait for an appointment to see the Consultant again. The Consultant who would get out the Scan results and study them for the first time and say we need another test, or you need Radiography. Then I would have to go home again and wait for the next appointment. The Consultant could have looked at the tests beforehand so that when I saw him he could have said, you need Radiography which has been booked. It was probably partly a function of how the waiting time targets worked.

Anyway, that's my moan for the day. Tomorrow I hope to learn where we are. THis morning I got a letter confirming my appointment, but it implied that the treatment is imminent. So I starting to think that maybe the Chemo will start next week.