Landed yesterday at 7.00 a.m., whisked through customs and immigration in seconds--then spent twenty minutes waiting for the baggage. Typical. :-)
I'm now registered with my local GP, after a lot of faffing about trying to prove residency, and have been referred to an oncologist. PET scan tomorrow--after which I'm going to be radioactive for eight hours (hopefully I will develop some form of super power that will allow me to correctly predict lottery numbers). And then an appointment with an oncologist the day after.
By coincidence, my aunt is friends with someone who works with melanoma patients, so I was given the names of 'the people to see' and managed to get myself referred to them. Nice result. The top people in melanoma in the UK (recommended to me independently by melanoma specialists in Oz) are the people I'm going to be seeing. And both hospitals are close to where I live. Surgery will probably be done in London, but the chemo etc. will be at Mt. Vernon, which is about twenty minutes away from where I live. So at least something's going well.