Chicken shit OB/GYN

I have decided that when the Dr called me to tell me I have cancer she was the biggest chicken shit of all. Why would you call someone and do that? She really had nothing more to say, accept that I would be hearing from "someone" that would schedule an appointment to see an oncologist. I had to wait a freaking week to see the oncologist and I was in melt down mode. I should not drink wine when in melt down mode. Let's just say I went on a bender one night, embarrassed myself in front of my boss and my poor friend who at that point was looking for an escape route, and I am not quite sure how I managed to wake up in the morning.