The Unknown

The frustration level has officially reached its peak. It is at a level of which I never thought possible. Bill called the City of Hope today and spoke to the nurse. I don't think he kept his anger a secret when he spoke to her inquiring a real answer regarding the start of treatment. She finally admitted that the mistake in the write-up of the trial would have to be state approved, only to then be seen by the hospital's ethics board. He asked for a straight answer about treatment starting this week or possibly next week, and she stated that she was unsure when it would begin. UGH! We are debating seeking treatment with the first oncologist (in Irvine) just to get started on something, as long as it doesn't lessen his chances to participate in the trial. The waiting game is torturous!!