We carried my out-of-breath charts to Dr Karmen's office in a plastic bag. The new lung scans zipped across town by courier motorcycle. My wheeziness was (currently) only a minor cause for concern, but the scans confirmed my fears that the cancer had spread to my lungs with 4 tumors of up to 5mm across. Doh!
|'A number 1 please'|
Dr Karmen was realistic about the seriousness of my situation, but also optimistic about my chances of survival. By my calculation she's got a 100% survival rate; she offered me 90% and said with a soft smile 'don't worry, it's curable, you will get better'. I love this lady.
In typical Singapore style the chemo was available immediately, but we decided to wait for a few days.
It was hard to comprehend, but only 5 days had passed since my operation, and the wound was still tender.
Psychologically, I was absolutely exhausted and felt that a bit of rest would enable me to prepare more thoroughly for the chemotherapy. Dr Karmen whole-heartedly agreed.