I left my house at 7:30 this morning and picked my sister up (she wanted to go with me). I got home after we had dinner at Anthony's Fish Grotto looking out over the ocean at 8:15 last night - long day and drive. However, everything went great.
I met with the psychiatrist first for about 45 minutes to go over my life history etc. Then I met with the internist. I have a story about his appointment. When I walked down the hall going to the room to wait and see the doctor I noticed a guitar in his office, so when he walked in to see me I asked him if he played guitar. He said, "yes, do you"? I told him that I come from a very musical family and that growing up we only watched the news and music/variety shows like Ed Sullivan, Hee Haw, Donnie and Marie Osmond, Smother's Brothers and Glen Campbell. Everyday of my life we played guitar and sang songs. My dad taught me to first play the ukulele at 9 years old because my fingers were too short to learn the guitar. Then when I was 11 he taught me how to play guitar. After telling him this story he said, "I want you to do something for me". I said, "what"? He said, "When you leave here and see Dr. Rumsey (surgeon) I want you to tell him that I am not releasing you for surgery because this surgery may damage your vocal chords and that he's not willing to take the chance of damaging my singing voice". I told him that I would play his little joke on Dr. Rumsey. Then he said, "okay, let's practise". He left the room and entered again saying, "Hi, I'm Dr. Rumsey". I played along (while still lying on the table) and he loved that I played the part like a pro. The doctor high fived me and began to laugh. Then said, "get dressed and we'll sing a couple of songs. I said, "okay". When I came out he had brought his guitar and we both began to sing down the hallway. He opened a door to another patient having a test with another doctor, a nurse opened the door and let my sister in and we all sang to that patient and other doctor - in fact we sang 2 songs. He was such a kick in the pants. I'll never forget that doctor appointment. Thanks Dr. Bressler for the chuckle.
Then we walked to another building to see the surgeon, Dr. Rumsey. When he came in I shook his hand and he began to go over my records with me and I said, "before we start I have some concerns about something Dr. Bressler just said about this surgery damaging my vocal chords and I love to sing (told him the whole story etc.)" I kept a very serious face and the doctor was looking at me like I was crazy!!!! He had a very concerned look on his face. I couldn't hold in my laughter any longer and said, "Dr. Bressler MADE ME PLAY THIS JOKE ON YOU"! He almost rolled on the floor with laughter. He said, "he has patients play jokes on me all of the time and I never expect them". I said, "why don't you play a joke back on him and have someone go in with a clipboard saying that's he's in violation of Code AB5769 for having a dog in his office (which he does) and leave him a letter saying that he has to appear in court etc. Dr. Rumsey thought that was a great idea and said he will definitely do that.
Dr. Rumsey examined me and looked over my chart and said that I was an ideal patient for this surgery (RNY). I was given a CD to watch on my computer to tell me what to do before and after surgery as well as a list of vitamins etc. He said it will take 21 days for me to hear from his office about my surgery date which should be the end of September. But I'm going to do what my sister did and get on a cancellation list to hopefully have it sooner because she is going on vacation the end of September - October and she wants to stay with me in the hospital etc. My husband is okay with that because his work is VERY busy during the summer months and he hates hospitals. Of course he will be there for the surgery and visit me but Kaiser pays for someone to stay with you (hotel) for 3 days and pays for their food, gas expenses. My sister has offered to stay with me to make sure everything is taken care of properly (Dr. Rumsey did her RNY
8 weeks ago). I'm thankful to have such a loving and caring sister. Also, I have a little 3lb. yorkie that I'm worried about leaving alone and I want to have my husband come home to her every night.
Needless, to say I WORRIED so much about these appointments and it was a breeze. I'm so glad to have this behind me. Now I have to wein myself from the diet coke - that's my addiction.
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