This coming Friday will be 6 weeks post-stent removal and I can go for the Mag III renal scan to determine if the ureter is still blocking, which I was planning on maybe getting done the following week. If it is, than I should go through with the surgery. I confess this girl may need some coaxing to make the appointment for the scan and to then follow through with it. I do feel fine and better than last fall and so I am thinking that I am fine.
I have read on some doctor blogs, that if you are going to be a patient in a teaching hospital that you should really try not to be a patient in May, June or July because the monkeys run the asylum. Is that true?
The reason is that the med students just graduated and are inexperienced residents that will now be responsible for your care. Hmmmm.... I am thinking of the Scrubs episode when JD, Elliot and Turk were left on their own for the first time and were mortified. YIKES!
So, hypothetically - if I were to need surgery than using that logic, it should be in April or else fall, to allow for more experience. Or is all of this a moot point because it isn't really doesn't matter?
Last week I had to bring my mother down to a doctor in another county. Actually, he sees patients in another doctor's office up here, but only one day a week. I felt that something was emergent and wanted to get her in to see him right away and so traveled down to see him.
I went in to the exam room with my mother and the Doc and I got talking about some things. At one point I briefly told him about being stented and my ureter blocking and that I may need surgery, etc. I wasn't distressed or complaining, just very matter of fact about it all.
Anyway, he said he has a friend that is a urologist that knows this other urologist in some big hospital down the line, who is the only person who does this certain procedure and he wanted me to call him back Friday morning. So, I did...but he didn't have the info yet. I didn't expect him to do anything as we have only met a couple of times and he is a busy doctor.
He called me Friday night and gave me this doctor's name and number and location of his office. I am not looking for other doctors and the only reason I considered it is that this procedure would mean I wouldn't have to have surgery. Unfortunately, he misunderstood what I said and he thought I was having a reflux problem where the urine goes back up. This particular urologist uses some medication and procedure that will cause the ureter to scar. (He is the only one who does this) When I heard that, I quickly told my mother's doc that my ureter is fibrotic and WANTS TO SCAR and that is why I have been fighting a ureteral stricture. So, then he said that I should do the surgery. We talked a bit about how my life has been on hold with all of this medical stuff and about him being a doctor and surgeon and juggling other things too.
I thought it was interesting because he said he likes tools and when he isn't working with them in his profession, he is working with tools at home, doing carpentry, etc. and when he goes to the dentist (who is his friend) that his friend lets him open the drawer and check out the dentistry tools. I found the image of him checking out his friends tools to be amusing or maybe just cute. I think it is really neat when someone has a passion for something and I thoroughly enjoy seeing their enthusiasm. :) It is interesting to see how we are all wired differently, seemingly created to do different things. Some of us are fortunate enough to follow our calling and obviously he followed his.
I was touched by how this nice doctor went out of his way, even with his busy schedule to get information for someone he hardly knows. I will definitely choose him to be my doctor should I ever need his services and I will certainly refer people to him that may be in need of his specialty. :)
I hope our younger son focuses on a career that will be just as rewarding for him. He will be starting college in the fall. It will be exciting to see this new chapter in his life unfold.
I am also feeling very sentimental about it all. I have loved being a Mom to both of my sons. They are terrific guys and have brought so much joy to our family. They truly are gifts from God. :)
O.K., guess I rambled on this post. :)