A work from home radiologist sounds like the perfect doctor husband for me.
One of my doctors referred me to hematology, because my blood results came back weird. My iron was low. The results concluded that I was possibly anemic, so they wanted me to take iron and get more blood work done today. Being referred to a hematologist, spiked my already high anxiety. I always assume the worst. Hematologists deal with blood related cancers, so you have to go to a cancer center, to see your doctor. Freak me the hell out! My joke to the doctor was that “seeing a hematologist is very disconcerting. It could be anemia. It could be leukemia.” I have an uncle who died of leukemia, so I definitely went to that place mentally. My blood results already came back though, and I am no longer anemic, so the iron supplement worked.
As I was driving out of the parking structure, I witnessed a woman yelling at a doctor, pointing her finger at him, because her loved one’s cancer metastasized. He was apologizing to her profusely. I was frightened for him. Thank God my man, K, didn’t decide to be an oncology doctor! Cancer is no joke! I can only imagine the stress of dealing directly with patients who are in such dire situations. life or death, is as stressful as it gets. Dealing with patients and their families, coping with cancer, the when emotions are running high sounds stressful. When the cancer is winning, they will blame you! There is a potential for danger, in the medical field. Thank you, doctors, for your service!
***Im predicting now that, even if I die of cancer, sneaky Evil E and the F. U. family had something to do with it.
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