use your charm and wile to get the most from them next time
There isn't going to be a next time. I told you. I'd rather die than go back there.
don't want to wash my dirty linen in public really.
But then perhaps to vent is cathartic. Here's what happened. I don't care if nobody reads it.
In 2012 I was diagnosed in Llanelli with prostate cancer. I was trying to bullshit Cialis and they made me have tests. Irony being I'd be dead by now if I wasn't a dirty little sex druggie looking for cialis because I had non-symptom prostate cancer.
Llanelli told me I had three options. But then when I went back to choose my option they told me I had one option, radical prostatectomy. This kills your sex life. So I told them where to go and looked around for alternatives.
In 2013 I had HIFU treatment from UCH London, an experimental treatment. It worked.
In 2014 at my 12 month follow up I dropped out of the London trial. I was fed erroneous information. I was told I would have to have another 56 needle biopsy (normal biopsy is 12 needle) and I couldnt face it. Previous 56 needle biopsy, prior to HIFU, left me unable to walk for 3 weeks (and in severe pain). Turns out I wouldnt have needed another 56 needles. But it was too late. I missed a date in the trial and so was technically off it.
In 2015 my GP insisted I needed to be 'under someone'. He coerced me back to Llanelli in April.
I went back to Llanelli. I was treated like shit (this was April). "What are you doing back here?"
I was given another appt in 3 months (now).
I went back today. Got treated like absolute shit again. "What are you doing here? What do you expect me to do? How do you expect me to interpret your PSA scores?" This was basically repeated ad infinitum. I was told I was wrong for leaving Llanelli, wrong for leaving the trial in London and now this was all my fault that I had no treatment plan. The appt continued like this for 30 mins. I tried my best to be conciliatory in the face of adversity. He was asking me what I thought the doctors in Llanelli should do while simultaneously being told there was nothing (according to him) the doctors in Llanelli could do. I was threatend with more needless biopsies and needless MRI scans on the basis of a PSA score that didn't justify this, only that "we don't know how to interpret your scores now you've had that funny treatment in London"
After 30 mins of being abused and ridiculed for seeking an alternative (NHS trial) treatment I got up and walked out, saying I was going to get back in contact with UCHL. He let out a sarcastic and loud 'cheerio!' as I did so.
That's how you treat a cancer patient right?
Fuck 'em. Fuck the world. I'd rather die than be treated like that again.