The plan is now in play
Sep. 6th, 2008 06:43 pmThis past Tuesday I had my pre-op appointment with Dr. McMillan, the surgeon who's going to be working with me on the chest reconstruction. Lots of papers were signed, lots of obligatory disclaimers given. I realized on the way there that OOPS I'd forgotten to print off copies of the FMLA forms, so I had to do that once I got to work afterwards--but that was yet more paperwork to fill out.
But the plan is now in play, regardless. The surgery will be on the 18th, as previously scheduled. I'm supposed to call in on the 17th to get my checkin time, though it'll probably be at stupid-o'clock like last time.
The good news is though that chances are good we'll get a nice room like last time, where
solarbird can spend the night with me. And since she'll be there, I can bring my computer and check in with y'all once I wake up from Stuff.
The less good news is that this won't be it quite yet. Once this procedure is done, I'll have to come in weekly for a while to have Dr. McMillan put saline into the tissue expander. After six months or so, I'll have to come back in for another procedure in which they'll take out the expander and put in an implant. Hopefully that will therefore be the last of it, but it does mean that the Medical Crap will overlap into 2009.
Emotionally I'm kind of okay with that just because this is an extension of a current situation rather than a new situation. Let's just hope that that is, indeed, THE LAST OF IT for a while.
And, just because it was warranted, I told the doctor "So, my favorite band is coming to town right in the middle of my recovery time, what do I need to do to make sure I still get to go to this concert?" Explaining, of course, that a Great Big Sea show is extremely bouncy. No real surprises here--as I'd thought already, I'm not going to be up for much bouncing and in fact will probably have to spend most of the show in my seat. Sniff.
I shall have to exert preternatural control to refrain from Vertical Movement during "Straight to Hell", I'm tellin' ya. And you'll know that it'll be this show wherein Misters Doyle and McCann will dial the swoonability straight up to 11, and therefore tempt me all the harder. ;)
But! At least I will be clear for three weeks recovery time, so I won't have to be showing up for work the day after the concert. So even though it'll probably wipe me out, I can then go home and sleep and dream pleasant dreams of musically spectacular Newfoundlanders.
Really, with that to look forward to, the actual surgery's going to be a piece of cake.
But the plan is now in play, regardless. The surgery will be on the 18th, as previously scheduled. I'm supposed to call in on the 17th to get my checkin time, though it'll probably be at stupid-o'clock like last time.
The good news is though that chances are good we'll get a nice room like last time, where
The less good news is that this won't be it quite yet. Once this procedure is done, I'll have to come in weekly for a while to have Dr. McMillan put saline into the tissue expander. After six months or so, I'll have to come back in for another procedure in which they'll take out the expander and put in an implant. Hopefully that will therefore be the last of it, but it does mean that the Medical Crap will overlap into 2009.
Emotionally I'm kind of okay with that just because this is an extension of a current situation rather than a new situation. Let's just hope that that is, indeed, THE LAST OF IT for a while.
And, just because it was warranted, I told the doctor "So, my favorite band is coming to town right in the middle of my recovery time, what do I need to do to make sure I still get to go to this concert?" Explaining, of course, that a Great Big Sea show is extremely bouncy. No real surprises here--as I'd thought already, I'm not going to be up for much bouncing and in fact will probably have to spend most of the show in my seat. Sniff.
I shall have to exert preternatural control to refrain from Vertical Movement during "Straight to Hell", I'm tellin' ya. And you'll know that it'll be this show wherein Misters Doyle and McCann will dial the swoonability straight up to 11, and therefore tempt me all the harder. ;)
But! At least I will be clear for three weeks recovery time, so I won't have to be showing up for work the day after the concert. So even though it'll probably wipe me out, I can then go home and sleep and dream pleasant dreams of musically spectacular Newfoundlanders.
Really, with that to look forward to, the actual surgery's going to be a piece of cake.
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Date: 2008-09-07 02:38 am (UTC)This is such a great question to ask doctors to work with us on.
Good luck with your reconstruction and recovery!
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Date: 2008-09-07 07:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-09-07 04:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-09-07 07:05 pm (UTC)Did they do the two-act thing at the Buffalo show? I'd seen Alan post before on the From the Road journal that they were going to do that again this time around... or did they actually have an opening act?
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Date: 2008-09-08 06:19 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-09-09 02:14 am (UTC)Sounds like they were in fine form as usual! Sorry to hear act #1 was dull; how about act #2? I've been making a point of further investigating folks who have opened for GBS, in search of further musical Awesomeness; this is, after all, what got me onto Carbon Leaf!
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Date: 2008-09-09 07:42 am (UTC)Here's the review off the website if you wanted to take a peek: http://www.greatbigsea.com/forums/thread/131703.aspx
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Date: 2008-09-10 02:33 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-09-09 07:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-09-10 02:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-09-07 09:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-09-07 05:04 pm (UTC)Also yay for media-geeking! I'd love to see you whenever you can pop up!
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Date: 2008-09-07 01:17 pm (UTC)This is "getting better" medical crap, though, as opposed to "getting sick" medical crap, and therefore better. *hug*
If 2009 brings anything bad for you, I am going to kick it. Yes. I'm going to find a way to kick a whole year. I know a Doctor Who writer, I'm sure he can help.
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Date: 2008-09-07 04:59 pm (UTC)And hee, I find that there are very few things in life that cannot be improved by liberal application of the Doctor.
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Date: 2008-09-07 07:13 pm (UTC){{ Hugs and healthy healing vibes }}
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Date: 2008-09-07 07:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-09-07 08:52 pm (UTC)David Lynch wholeheartedly believes that if he-and-others can fund a cooperative effort with enough people transcendentally meditating upon a world as one, *world peace* is the inevitable result. Whether or not David Lynch is a complete goddamn whack-job, I think that notion in his lecture sits pretty well with me.
*Feel my mental rays!* (OK, so it sits well with me because I can pretend I have healing superpowers. Is that so wrong?!)
Seriously: you are admired, adored, emulated and deeply loved. Let all of these things remind every cell in your body to function at their peak of disease-free Anna-ness. I don't know why it happens, I just get a warm fuzzy when I think about us as 'observers,' and that by observing your hardship, we influence its outcome.
Take *that,* string theory!