Yes it’s all crazy these days. My husband had a basal cell carcinoma he had to wait six months to get it looked at and a further year to get it removed.
I had my private gynaecology appointment today. She was a lovely knowledgable lady. We talked everything through and went over things, (a lot of the stuff she was describing I already knew as I’d learned it from you lot in here!) She said she didn’t think I had anything serious and was likely still in perimenopause. Then she said she could try and do a biopsy there and then, just to be on the safe side. ( I wilted somewhat!) she is a very nice and friendly lady. I went for it. It was quite uncomfortable, but I did my best to be as relaxed as possible. Unfortunately the strange configuration of my uterus made it nigh on impossible to get anything. She used several different sized implements, but as my uterus doesn’t line up she had to clamp it and try and move it. It wasn’t too bad by this stage and I was having a mini celebration thinking YAY nearly over. But nope. She said it was just too risky to persevere as she might damage something. She said it would be better to do it under a G.A.as then she can feed it up a wider tube and it would be safer. I nearly cried. I’ve never been put under in my entire life and I’m petrified. I’m sitting at home now after a shower with my cup of tea feeling very sorry for myself and berating myself for being a jessie. She’ll send me the appointment in the post and we can use our insurance hopefully. She also offered to shove in a mirena coil but I’m not sure about that. It might mean doing it again sometime argh. The perils we get to ‘enjoy.’