On Wednesday, I had my first appointment with a radiation oncologist. The appointment consisted of a review of my breast cancer history, as well as an overview of the upcoming radiation treatments. I've been reading my "How Not to Die of Breast Cancer" book so nothing came as a big surprise. About the only thing I didn't know was that I would get my first tattoo ~ a tiny dot that will serve as a reference point for the treatments. A permanent reminder of my experience, as if I could ever forget.
The radiation oncologist was aware of the situation with my insurance, so they are prepared to hold off on my treatment until November first, when they become part of my insurance network. And after I got the call from the Mayo Clinic business office, informing me that I would have to pay up front for any out of pocket expenses, I went in prepared to fork over the copay for the consultation, but was told that they don't collect payments at the cancer center. Anything I owe will be added to my monthly clinic bill. Huh. Guess they didn't get the memo from Mayo. Oh, well!
I know this will sound odd, but I kind of enjoy my appointments in the cancer center. Don't get me wrong ~ I will be perfectly happy when all this is behind me, but everyone at the cancer center is friendly, informative, and encouraging. If you have to go through cancer treatment, I hope your local facility is as great as mine.