@ Sister. It was definately deliberate. :)
So my roller coaster has turned into a bloody merry-go-round for the moment. .
As fate would have it as soon as I turned the ring back on the BCN called followed 5 mins later by the reg.
The next installment of the soapie. You might need wine. I know I do.
BS has requested her trusted guru MRI radiologist (different one to normal.) to do yet another bloody targetted ultrasound. She thinks with both sets of images up she'll be able to hit it with a needle (heard that one before).
I wonder just how much scanning, radiation and poking one boob can take.
BCN has faxed referral and payment form yesterday afternoon and advises radiology place will call me this morning.
No phone call. I call them. Nope we don't have the forms. Not unusal from this place to be honest. I fax a lot of forms to them that go into cyberspace.
BCN, on her day off, calls to try and sort it out. No luck. Leaves message at the hospital for it to be refaxed. Huh! Doubt that will happen. Friday surg clinics are hellfire with a couple of hundred people at times. If it doesn't happen she will hand deliver it Monday morning. Also finds out that MRI guru is actually based in Brisbane not Ipswich and would want to do it there.
Oh, and if she doesn't think she can hit it, I can be referred to RBH as their MRI machine can't do standard guided biopsy, but is capabable of doing a hookwire insertion then they can do biopsy under sedation.
Whatever. I am surprised by nothing these days.
Seriously what the fuck?????????? This actually can't get any funnier. At least their trying all avenues I guess.
So on that note I am off to sit in the pool with a bottle of wine. It's 40 degrees here today, heading for 43 tomorrow and still no storms.
Happy Friday
Hugs to all. xoxoxo
