I had a primary care physician that was terrible at diagnosis, but knew his limitations. So he said it was nothing to be worried about, but referred me to an endocrinologist just in case. The endo was the bad one, and I was stuck with her for 6 months until she admitted it might be something weird. Then a surgeon that was going to take out the "perfectly typical thyroid nodule". The surgeon performed a "frozen section" during surgery, and saw it was cancer and had gotten into 9 lymph nodes. Then the oncologist got involved - she was awesome.
Weird side notes. My primary care physician died several years later randomly driving off the expressway into a bridge support pillar. My surgeon was someone I had worked with to develop a surgical simulator. My second oncologist was an asian man with a weird accent. Took several minutes for my brain to register the accent - because he was australian. Life is ... odd.
> My second oncologist was an asian man with a weird accent. Took several minutes for my brain to register the accent - because he was australian.
I had a similar experience: Back when I was swimming laps, another swimmer was an Asian-Australian physician, and I initially had a hard time understanding his Ozzie accent — I surmise that here in Texas I was unconsciously expecting something different from someone with his facial features, so my brain had to parse through the "disparity." (I soon got used to it, of course.)
That is an odd mix of characters! Sorry you got delayed for a while with the endocrinologist who didn't know what was up. Like I said, glad that the doctors as a total cohort got you here.
Weird side notes. My primary care physician died several years later randomly driving off the expressway into a bridge support pillar. My surgeon was someone I had worked with to develop a surgical simulator. My second oncologist was an asian man with a weird accent. Took several minutes for my brain to register the accent - because he was australian. Life is ... odd.