Still reeling. Yesterday morning, my phone rang jarring me awake from a sleepless night. It was the surgeon. After reviewing information he’d received late Thursday, he expressed discomfort proceeding with the surgery himself. He suggested that a surgeon who specializes in colorectal surgeries take over. He had thorough notes compiled through the hospital’s online system regarding Joe’s case. He would also speak to the new surgeon. He provided us with three names and, at Joe’s insistence, rated them: A+, A and B. I called Dr. A+ whose office gave us an appointment in the afternoon.
We are fortunate to have a dear friend who also happens to be a doctor (Dr. M) On hearing this latest news, she reworked her busy schedule and offered to come with us to the appointment. I cannot express how much her consistent presence in these repeated crises means to both Joe and me. She’s been there for us to speak to doctors on so many occasions – at appointments, in the hospital, and by telephone whenever needed. With her calm demeanor, she converses with doctors in their Latin-rooted medical-speak and flawlessly conveys the information to us in easily understandable terms.
We arrived at Dr A+’s office, were ushered into a room and, after the precursory questions, a thickly-accented nurse said: “The doctor will be with you soon. Have your questions ready.”
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