So I have crossed into the threshold of starting a relationship with a surgeon. Yes. I have decided on a surgeon. With out further ado, I have selected Dr. H. Yes the doctor that I had to drive down twice to meet but this meeting was so worth it. I actually feel like a HUGE weight has been lifted off my shoulders. I think that I might sleep well tonight. Last night, after a child woke me who then didn't want to go back to her bed but after coaching did, this mommy then had a panic attack. One so bad that I almost got up to blog about it. But. But I decided that I would try a relaxation technique instead. It finally worked and my panic attack soon faded.
Tonight, tonight I think I will get some rest.
So back to Dr. H.
Dr H is a middle age doctor with some grey, I probably have more than him but I'll chop that up to the stress in my life. Grin.
I felt at ease, he has a great bedside manner.
He explained a lot to me, some things that were not covered by the other doctors.
I learned that not only will he be doing the surgery laparoscopically but also with a robot. Now I thought that was kinda cool. I think I might have been saying inside....Kick Ass! but didn't want to say it out loud for fear he might say oh you grew up in the 80's too.
He explained that the robot is special and his practice is one of few that are in this specialized study to do this procedure with such a surgical assistance. This is good news to my nerves. No, not the ones that people get on but the actual nerves endings in that part of my body. The robot is able to see all the nerves and can limit or not allow nerve damage.
I learned that his surgery schedule is 4-6 weeks out. That I have several more steps to go through before going in for surgery.
Dr. H let me know that it would be six weeks before I am able to lift my babies.
Dr. H also told me that most his patients leave the hospital after surgery one at day 3.
That in all the area that I live in that the Methodist Hospital in the loop does the most j pouch surgeries and is the leader in this area.
That my cell slides will be ordered and his pathology and another pathology team will review them. That if there is any discrepancy that I will go in for another colonoscopy with a GI specialist in dysplasia and cancer.
That my bum will need further examining...oh joy. Just what I want. A finger and a tiny camera up my butt while I am awake. Believe you me I told him that I would need some calming drugs. He told me that could be arranged. Hmm can you see this relationship blooming. He actually heard what I said to him. Cant say that to be true of my spouse most of the time.
Most importantly I just felt like I was with the person that I was suppose to be discussing all of this with. I really believe that God kept having me search til we met.
Dr. H is my surgeon and I am happy with this decision.
Praises,
ML
Monday, July 13, 2009
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So glad you found a surgeon you are comfortable with. Six weeks to lift your babies. WOW. Do you have lots of help scheduled? Praying for you and yours.
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad you found a surgeon and some semblance of peace! I noticed, too, the six weeks to lift your babies. It was two weeks after my c-section and that was terribly difficult, so I will be praying EXTRA hard during those times! If I lived anywhere near you, I'd offer help, but I will certainly offer prayers.
ReplyDeleteML ~ this is such wonderful news! You haven't been far from my thoughts & prayers lately, so I am glad to finally read that you now have a decision made - a very big decision - and that you are starting to get some peace!
ReplyDeleteGreat news! I'm glad you conducted interviews with multiple doctors...It's good that you're well versed in your condition and remedy!
ReplyDeleteEvan
ML, I am so glad that you have found someone that you feel so comfortable with. Sounds so high tech, I am getting jealous. What do you mean you won't have a big nasty scar like me? That's not fair :-) Keep us posted an the progress, soon this all will be behind you. (no pun intended.)
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