I was on vacation on idyllic Siesta Key when my doctor called and told me that I had a mass on my pancreas. What? I had gone in for some testing for acid reflux and they found this incidentally. In shock I began to google pancreatic cancer but quickly closed up my computer because the prognosis was awful and the information scary. 2 days later I was at Roswell having an endoscopy ultrasound. The diagnosis: Pancreatic Neuroendocrine Tumor, called a P-Net. What? Pancreatic cancer? Nope. It’s not the same thing. I have a P-Net on the head of my pancreas. And in the relative world of diagnoses, this was in fact the better news. It’s very rare, and only 2% of cancers diagnosed are Nets. Turns out, it’s the treatable one. OK, I can live with that!
