He wasn’t sure about it at first. I could tell he was reluctant to release me, even though I’ve only seen him once a year for the past several years.
In the beginning, it was every other week for treatment. Then once a month, once every three months, twice a year. My visits now are few and far between and when I saw him today, I asked for a release.
“You know that you’re at a higher risk for non-Hodgkin’s lymphoma, right?”
I assured him that I was.
“How often do you see Dr. Howard ?” (my primary care physician)
Every year for a physical, plus a mammogram, I told him.
“Will you get promise me that you’ll get Dr. Howard to draw blood every year and check your counts?
Of course I will.
“Will you call me if there’s anything strange, or if you have any lumps or bumps?’
Not only will I call you, I’ll stalk you.
“I know you will, you’re a good patient and you’ve done great.”
Ahhhh…..he’s wearing down.
“But how will I keep up with you if I don’t see you? Oh, I know, Facebook.”
Are you on Facebook? I’ll friend you tonight.”
“No, I’m not on it yet…I’ll have to read your blog.”
So if you’re reading Dr. M., here’s what I’d like you to know…
You and your staff always made me feel better, even when I didn’t think I could feel any worse. Your office was the place I could go and not have everyone stare at me like I was some kind of alien baby. Y’all were kind and supportive and, strangely enough, once my treatment was over I missed you all.
I don’t know why anyone would go into oncology, but I’m glad you did.