Thursday, June 19, 2008
First off Jack was awesome! Completely worth the 2 hr drive over there and only getting 3 hours of sleep. On that note, I do "feel my age" today. Once upon a time, I could get 3 hours of sleep and still function fine. Yeah not anymore. I will upload a couple pics from the concert later tonight when I get home from work. But seriously a great show! Too few artists sound as good, if not better, than their albums!
Well, we had to do a bunch flip flopping with doctor's appointments this morning. After 1 hour of talking to the office nurse and way too much hold "muzak", we finally got things worked out. There was a conflict where the endoscopy and the surgeon for the duodenum were only available tomorrow, at the same time. Their next available appointments weren't for a month! After I finally told one of the nurses that my GI had said "time is of the essence" and "we need to get this ball rolling". She said "ohhhh let me put you on hold a minute" and lo and behold a time slot opened up for the surgeon next week.
So, tomorrow afternoon I have an appointment for a endoscopic ultrasound. This is my second endoscopy procedure. If you would like to learn more about endoscopic ultrasound click HERE. (since "here" is a different color and underlined, it is a click able link, it will take you to another page with more information on it. ) I will post tomorrow with any news from this EUS. But please note, I am given lots of drugs (one being Demerol) for this procedure. I will be loopy, and cannot be held responsible for any of the blogging I may do tomorrow. The main reason we are doing it is to get a better look at the polyps in the duodenum, to understand their depth and to get a better look at the surrounding organs.
Next up on my tour of Grand Rapids medical community: On Tuesday the 24th I meet with both of my surgeons.
"It will teach you to love what you're afraid of
After it takes away all that, you learn to love
But you don't always
Have to hold you head
Higher than your heart"
Hope by Jack Johnson