That is what I feel like I am living--HELL! Waiting my turn to have a spot for a cat scan of the liver. To the actual appt. To the reading of the results. HELL!!!!I have read every piece of wording that has a thing to do with the liver. In the meantime, which has only made me crazy. I mean I have had two weeks of HELL. What more can I call it. My speech therapist got sick for over a week. So that appt. was cancelled as I was walking out the door, the phone rang. So I have had 2 visits. The 1st was a consultation. The 2nd was her trying to sit up the plan of action she was going to take, meanwhile crying with me about how young I am and why don't the doctors for warn us about the aftermath of the surgery. Needless to say I am looking for another speech therapist. I am no more wiser than before I went to see her. Then the cat scan. My husband called the Doctor all day friday with no cll back. So here came Sat. then Sun. THen Mon. in which my husband called again to talk to the doctor about the results, he wouldnt tell us he wanted me to come in. So I did scared to death. Heart about to jump out of my chest. When he said it was nothing I cried so hard...He gave us a moment....I have been a wreck since the enzyenes went up last month, the torture was just being prolonged over and over...I dont' know why I am telling you all this...Except that I have happy that I do no have Liver cancer, but I am damm mad at the way they do us with these test results..I am not the first and I won't be the last, but they way they do this is awful..It is cruel and mean. So I go to speech tomorrow and the E N T in the afternoon..Can't wait to see what she has planned for me tomorrow. I have learned more from brenda on here than the therapist. I should send her the money. So until they take another scan I guess I can relax. I fill great I really do. Oh I have the probelms but I am not bed ridden or anything..I get tired, but who doesn't....Just thought I would talk to you guys and gals,,,havent talked in a while...where is my buddie Paul?????

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Where I cannot find you??? :worried:

Hi Vikki, the two speech therapist here in London,
informed me that I would not be able to talk. when I got home an old girl friend who has had breast cancer for over twenty years had trained when young as a speech therapist, and she helped so much, the hospital pair were useless, all they gave me we batons of wood, as I could not open my mouth, I was supposed to add, what looked like a lolly pop stick every day; my mouth drooped, didn't dribble as have no spit; when I did manage a bit of speech I was exhausted and throat hurt like hell. Every time i go bad to the hospital they look at me in amazment; so don't give up !

HI Garance, Yes I had the wood too
They tell me my vocal chords are damaged and nothing they can do?

Paul

Hi Vicki, don't give up, I lookes like I had had a stroke on the right side, could not put lipstick on looked like a clown, spoke with a big swuchhing sound, and impossible to talk on the phone as my voice became so high pitched, and I felt exhausted; You have to stand infront of the lookin glass and say daft things to yourself; finally god my english back,my french took a bit longer; as the position of the tongue is not the same; I think the elocution lessons, and speech and drama, I learnt as a child stood me in good stead; I am going over to Paris to help my American girl friend, who has had a major stroke and the only therapist she can get is in French.