4 days since my tonsil operation passed by without me thinking of the results of the biopsy. My appointment was 9:45am and I waited for the Dr to come. I whiled away reading the newspaper. Not long after I noticed him walking along the corridor and walking towards me and he whispered into my ear. I just looked at him and said "OK". What was OK? The results was OK? Or the news was OK?. My immediate response was an SMS to my wife and a forwarded same message to my personal doctor Dr Kat
"It's Cancer ayaaaaaaaaaaaa"
I sat back very calmly and gave it another thought. The tell tale signs were there. I had earlier researched this topic on the Internet and all pointers were pointing in that direction. I knew what I was in for. A long and winding road. A journey that many before me have undertake and successfully achieved the desired objective.
The pathology report was out and I had "Moderately differentiated squamous cells carcinoma"
What made the report good to my ears was " The deep surgical margins appear free of tumour involvement"
What I understood was the rotten part of the mango had been gouged out and the remaining flesh of the mango is good to eat. I am disease free. What is next ?
I immediately called my younger brother Dr Azeem for recommendations and directions for an Oncologist. He highly recommended the guy at Damansara Specialist Hospital and he even made the appointment for me to see him the next day. Now its time to tell my children the news, my brother and sisters, friends and colleagues.
I felt that telling everyone would make me at ease from the denial stage. The first to come to see me at home and support me at the crucial stage were my old school friends from Free School. That was comforting and reassuring that all will be OK. I just had to tell a story and someone needed to just listen. That's all that was required. I learnt this from the CISM class that I conduct at work for pilots and cabin crew.
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42 days of treatment