• checked into Launceston general hospital
• phonecalls back and forth with JP acting as advocate
• decided to go to Melbourne
  • highest possible standard of care
  • convenience for family and friends for visits during long treatment
• John flew down to Tassie with Chris Cabot in Paul’s TBM for a self organised medivac
• collected by son Lachy at Essendon aiport
• 11pm arrived at Peter Mac who didn’t know I was coming
• 11:05pm tried RMH who also weren’t aware
• 11:10pm – 2:00am waiting in RMH emergency waiting room
• 2:00am-5:00am waiting in emergency bed

At this point I knew I’d been diagnosed with acute myeloid leukemia and wanted to discuss with him where I should be going for treatment.

Spoke to John and flicked the results through. (For reference, a normal white cell count is between 4-11).

John’s response pretty much summed up the situation.

Lindy from the surgery rang and the appointment was made for 2pm.

Myrle’s opening words were ” I have some really bad news for you”.  I had thoughts Hep A or B, maybe C, but she said you have Acute Myeloid Leukemia.  Well what to say?  For a moment I did think ‘Why me?’ but my thoughts quickly moved on to “what do I need to do?”

Myrle suggested with a tear in her eye that I needed to check into Launceston General Hospital ASAP.  I felt sorry for her as she was obviously very shaken with the delivery of the news and as I said it was a bit tough – I’d only met her once previously and here she was delivering the bad news!

Jan whisked me into town and I got checked in through Launceston ED where people came running with needles and tubes to collect blood samples.   We had discussed the notion of flying direct to Melbourne to check in at Peter MacCallum Cancer institute/Royal Melbourne Hospital but felt I had to start somewhere ASAP.

I’d sent an urgent text to my good friend John Preddy and awaited a call back to discuss best options.

 

Having spent a few weeks not feeling well I had made the decision to visit the Doctor so headed off to Myrle Gray at Campbell Town Surgery.  After the usual Q & As Myrle took some blood and said she would call tomorrow.

This entry gives some background about the lead up to my diagnosis.

In early June 2017 I had a comprehensive set of blood tests for my aviation medical which I passed after a thorough examination in mid July. At the end of July we travelled to Whyalla, Perth, Kununurra and Darwin. Although we had a busy 10 days, everything felt pretty good.

Having returned from Darwin to Tassie in early August I experienced some lower abdominal pain for 3-4 days as did Dougall (some members of the family had experienced gastro).

The following weekend we flew to Wagga for some ProWay business. During this time I started experiencing night sweats and I also had one of Liz Dowling’s awesome green smoothies which I found to be delicious.  Liz lent us a book titled “Being Mortal” by Atul Gawande – a commentary on why we don’t look after our elderley and sick very well in the Western World – an interesting read!

Towards the end of August we flew up to Hamilton Island for a week of sailing with Paul Mara and a whole bunch of doctors – more than you could poke a stick at. I continued experiencing night sweats. I completed a free dermatological check up during the week without ANY concerns despite the fact that I had a number of weird looking small red skin blotches on my chest back and legs- they thought they were just some viral thing (more on this later) .

We returned to Tassie on the weekend of  26th August after a great week of sailing (our boat Helsal 3 won its class!). I had noticed a few bruises in unusual places but I assumed this was due to the sailing.

 

Sailing photo thanks to Ruth Bailey: