Freely adapted from the original "Andy Capp" strip by Reg Smythe. Last November, the province's only oncologist/hematologist left PEI. I was fortunate enough, however, to be referred to an oncologist/hematologist in New Brunswick, whom I began seeing in December. Shortly into the new year, I received, while at work, a phone call out of the blue from the Clinical Nurse Leader at the PEI Cancer Treatment Centre. I had never spoken to this person previously, but she had some news for me: Because PEI has not been able to find a replacement oncologist/hematologist, and they had no recourse but to send me to a specialist in Moncton, I and my specialist “do not have privileges" at the PEI Cancer Treatment Centre”. I will also no longer have access to the Nurse Practitioner at the Cancer Centre whom I was set up with for continued maintenance. To be clear, I will now have bloodwork and any transfusions that I require at the Queen Elizabeth Hospital in Charlotte...
My oncologist/hematologist is leaving P.E.I., which means Prince Edward Island will be without one. I absolutely don’t blame Dr. Whitlock. He’s got a life outside of the medical world, and he’s got to do what’s right for him. I sincerely mean that with every fibre of my being. Living in P.E.I. through the week, and seeing your family in New Brunswick only on the weekend has got to take its toll. Then there’s the road travel, especially in the winter. The difficult part, so far and for me, is losing that connection a cancer patient makes with a trusted medical caregiver who — well, not to be dramatic, but it’s true — is keeping you alive. There’s a trust, a bond, and an intimacy a patient develops as the result of putting their life in someone else’s hands. Dr. Whitlock is the third specialist I’ve had since being diagnosed with a blood cancer, and now I'm on to my fourth. Though I'm sad to see Dr. Whitlock leave his scope of practice in PEI, I'm glad to say that he has co...