“There’s good news and bad news” (Part 1)


“By now I trust that you have had the opportunity to learn more about me and Oncology Limited on the web-site. www.oncologyltd.co.uk. In an attempt to further expand on my claims of an alternative angle to oncology, I intend to regularly post thoughts and opinions and also share my experiences of a disease that has occupied more than half of my life to date and which will perhaps offer a ‘unique and diverse’ perspective of cancer.”

“Good news and bad news!”

I suppose I was never really a great engineer but I did okay, I had been working as an engineer for nine years since leaving school and I was qualified!. However, I do wonder how long I would have kept doing it, had the life-changing event never happened.

“I was never a great engineer, but I did okay……..”

It was January 1986 when our son and second child arrived, he was a beautiful bundle of fun who was a welcome companion for his three-year old sister. The pregnancy had thankfully been uneventful, which had afforded me the opportunity to do lots of overtime and prepare financially for our new addition. I was twenty-five when our second child arrived and had enjoyed good health all my life, so despite finding a couple of lumps and feeling pretty dreadful most of the past couple of months, I blamed it on doing too much overtime and had decided to put off going to the doctor until after the birth, thinking a few days off sick would be a break to enjoy the baby – no paternity leave in those days.

Why is it no GP (general practitioner) has ever taken me seriously on the very few occasions I’ve troubled them with doing their job? It took another three weeks of antibiotics and an embarrassing re-visit to my doctor before he eventually and reluctantly referred me to a surgeon to look at my lumps.

The surgery went well, however no matter how often I asked, no-one could tells us what the lumps might be, they just kept saying they had to be removed. After a brief stay in hospital I was sent home for a couple of week’s well-earned rest, I was exhausted. Unfortunately things went from bad to worse, a spell where I had to crawl upstairs because my legs had stopped working, followed by large amounts of clear fluid literally pouring out of my wound spurred on the district nurse (who was by that time, visiting twice a day, I think to see if I’d run out of fluid) to get me back in to see the surgeon.

The surgeon wasn’t a nice man and he seemed to take a particular dislike to the fact that I’d somehow ruined his handy work. Two guys who could only be described as the Chuckle Brothers visited me and began prodding and feeling under my arms and around my neck. They gave no suggestion as to what might be wrong with me but they did ask me if I was homosexual……. how embarrassing was that back in the 1980’s? I was an engineer for goodness sake………and I had two kids! It wasn’t to be the only time I’d thank God for having kids at such a young age.

Eventually I was sent home and told to visit a clinic in two days time to see a specialist who would hopefully be able to get to the bottom of what was going on.

I think to describe myself as naïve is a huge understatement. Looking back, it was amazing how an engineer could know so little about his own body and be so out of his depth trying to describe his symptoms and concerns.

The two days passed and incredibly the leaking from the surgery wound had stopped, I do actually think I’d run out lymph fluid and I’ll explain why later. The district nurse (who I have to say was brilliant and really the first person who’d ever shown any concern or sincerity about our predicament) seemed sad that I had been referred to the specialist but assured us he would be able to tell me what was going on……………To be continued.

The content in my blog is provided for educational and informational purposes only, and is not intended to be a substitute for a health care professionals advice. Please consult your own appropriate health care provider about the applicability of any of my opinions with respect to your own symptoms or medical conditions. The information in my blog does not constitute legal or technical advice.

One Response to “There’s good news and bad news” (Part 1)

  1. oscarruby says:

    as I read this it is like a movie playing in my minds eye. I am lost in a story and I want to stay lost and keep reading. 😌

    Liked by 2 people

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