What can I say except that you lift me with your comments and that I feel protected and armed to face the world on those days that I don't feel so great... thank you all for the continued encouragement and the sharing of yourselves.
With that said, I wanted to address yesterday's post just a tad. I DO NOT want any of you to think that Kevin and I had a negative experience with the medical professionals at all at any point in time. YES, the entire experience was devastating and sad and continues to be a yin/yang experience for us, and YES it will continue to be that way for who knows how long, but the purpose of yesterday's post was to describe how I believe "real life" is like for us ordinary folks and I mean ordinary. I sincerely doubt that Michael Douglas or any huge celebrity or person of "importance" goes through the "ordinary" experience that many of us do. I am not all of belittling any emotional trials and tribulations since we all know that deep down we are all people.
I can whole heartedly say that every single nurse, doctor, phlebotomist, CNA, etc. that I have met through my experience so far have been kind, courteous, sympathetic, understanding, and most importantly good at their job.
Kevin nor I have any negative feelings towards any of these professionals. We were met with compassion, sympathy, and understanding at every test and appointment, but the facts are facts and in all honesty it wouldn't have mattered where we were told; the back alley or the finest office around - the facts are facts. In fact, the surgeon who we met with in Seattle specifically came to talk with me in the recovery room after my endoscopy because they asked if I wanted to speak to him about the diagnosis. In my delusional state, I said yes!
Clearly, I was drugged to the gills because it was right afterwards and I felt gnarly (I do remember that), but other than that I remember a big fat zilch. Clearly, he knew that I was going to be practically comatose but he came and spent that time with me anyway, to "discuss" the particulars of my case. I remember that he was there, that he talked with me kindly, but other than that nothing.
Having never experienced any of these types of tests and Dr.'s visits with anybody previously in our family, they were unfamiliar to us and just so different than my little "picture" screen that I had in my head. I don't know about all of you that have had your own personal medical experiences, but I have been turned off to many of what used to be my favorite medical dramas on television. When it comes to story lines that may be similar to mine, I feel that they are unrealistic and I don't enjoy watching. It makes me wonder how these shows affect other "real life" stories that I can't possibly understand since they aren't my story.
It all just makes you think, wonder, and contemplate which I think is a good thing.
Until next time.