This is somebody else's story.
I had not seen her for probably two years. She's a client, and I see her when she needs alterations. But here she was, across the workroom table, telling me her story. She had cancer; non Hodgkins lymphoma. I am unfortunately quite familiar with that cancer. I asked her how it was found, knowing it isn't always found easily. She had been to her doctor and complained of shoulder and neck pain. He had her x-rayed, and when they didn't find anything, he referred her to a pain specialist. At least he did that and didn't tell her it was just old age, or in her head, or some such. But she didn't go to a pain specialist. She wanted to know what was causing the pain. Her next appointment was to her gynecologist; not for her shoulder, of course, but for other...routine stuff. She mentioned her shoulder pain. He had her get an MRI. And then another. And then he referred her to an oncologist. It turned out she had four significant tumors, none of which, fortunately, had adhered to any internal organs. Her shoulder pain? One of them was pressing against her spinal cord. After several months of chemo, she's now cancer free. Imagine if she'd taken her first doctor's advice and simply went to the pain specialist. Maybe the pain specialist would have explored further, but what if not?
Doctors aren't gods. They don't need to be obeyed without question. I'm glad Diane insisted on being on her own health care team. She's alive because of that.
And, she'll get her blouse back in two weeks. May she have many years in which to enjoy it.