Ha! (re: the Travelocity guy)

Our Dr. Singh is wonderfully communicative, knowledgable, and I'm sure is more than competent in his field. He gave us the information we were REALLY needing and seemed genuinely happy that I'd done a lot of preliminary research (though he said taping the consultation is against policy). He explained everything very well and I am sure he is an excellent radiology oncologist.

Most importantly, he confirmed that Tom's cancer is EARLY STAGE squamous cell cancer of the true cords -- an area with almost no lymphatic connection and therefore the cancer is highly unlikely to spread. And that this is a highly survivable form of cancer.

That being said, he readily admits that preservation of a singer's voice is NOT his area of expertise, nor are treatments other than radiation. So we are definitely going to get a second opinion at the Voice Center at Mass General in Boston.

But right now, I'm zonked. It was a long and intense afternoon. (We also talked to a patient advocate about the disappointments in communication after Friday's surgery so that sort of thing can get fixed, and help on another issue.) Then we went to pick up some prescriptions and the one MY doctor sent over to the pharmacy evidently disappeared in cyberspace. Stopped at my doctor's office just down the road towards home, but the office had just closed for the day. So this means at least a couple more days without relief from an annoying resilient rash under my right boob.

Tom just discovered he forgot to pick up Scotch (to be used very moderately) so I'm heading back to Lee Circle and might as well get a pizza for supper at the same time.

Linn