It is important to have hope. I was getting ready for hospice because all the doctors thought I had cancer. I was giving away my stuff. Clearing my house before surgery.
My blood markers looked terrible. It was the inhibin test result that had me getting ready for death.
I stayed overnight in the hospital. No one told me what had happened so still thought I was dying until the next day right before I was released. They were releasing me before the Doctor had come to see me. I was enraged and said I am not going anywhere until someone tells me what is going on.
Such a traumatic drama .
The point to this story is wait for the biopsy results and ask for it to be done from two different pathology companies.
One learns a lot with hospital adventures. I have a video someone took from decades ago of me after abdominal surgery saying passionately, “Get me out of here!”
A friend carries a note in her purse saying which hospital to NEVER take her to in an ambulance.
There are/have been good people in the medical field. Just fewer and fewer, it seems, with the years. The covid debacle finished my trust in the medical profession.
So very glad you survived it all and hope you replenished your “stuff” supply better than ever.