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Friday, August 19, 2005
This just in
Okay, so I promised a better update, well here we go. First and foremost, it was a wonderful day because we got to St. Louis a little early, so we got to eat at Romano's Macaroni Grill!!! Yummy, my all-time, absolutely fav place to eat. J promised we would eat there on one of our trips there, since we didn't get to before my surgery. (Stupid lying order in menu at the hotel said they delivered Macaroni Grill, but when we called to order it, they said Macaroni Grill was no longer one of the places they went to. Poo, you can imagine how upset I was, I really wanted that for my last meal. Tee hee!) My Bellini and Penne Rustica was amazing as always!!
Anywho, we got to Dr. Gornet's office and guess what!?! Surprise, surprise he was running late. We waited about an hour in the waiting room, then I was called back and had some more x-rays taken. After that we waited for a few minutes in an exam room then one of his nurses came in and looked at my staples. She said my cut looked good and that it was time to take the staples out. It hurt and burned, but she said it looked great. One of the staples bounced off my side and fell on the floor, she must not have noticed it. So when she left the room, J found it so I could save it. Then we waited and waited for about 2 hours for Dr. Gornet to come in and talk with us. He still talks to me like I was a drug addict, but I try to ignore it. He said he was giving J and I both an A+. Then he added, "And you know I really mean it, because YOU know I would tell you otherwise!" Sometimes it's hard for me to bite my tongue, but ask J, I've been really good!!
We got to look at the x-rays they had just taken and I gotta tell you, it sure was funny looking seeing the replacement disc in my back and a bunch of staples. But they kept telling me how wonderful it looked and how well I was doing. And that I still had easily about 2 to 3 more months before I would really start to feel better. His nurse told me she couldn't believe how bad my disc was. She said it was deteriorating so bad that it wasn't even white anymore that it was turning yellow and almost completely gone. She said it was almost dead, that it looked like a disc they would find in an old person. That they had never seen a young person with a disc so bad, that they had never actually seen anyone's disc that looked that bad. Then she added, "And we would know, we see so many of them all the time." She then told me that it was a genetic disease, that there was nothing I would've been able to do to prevent it, that it just happens. She explained that it could've been someone 5 or 6 generations back that had this problem and then it just got passed down to me. According to her, it was definitely the worse disc she's ever seen, she seemed almost amazed at how bad it was. She also said that I was a prime example of doctors not bothering to take the time to really listen to young people when they say they're hurting. She said she couldn't believe that none of the doctors I saw in the past 2 and a half years bothered to really look into my problem, instead of just sending me on my way with some meds. I said yeah I know, that's what I've been trying to tell everyone!!
That's all for now, more later.
Anywho, we got to Dr. Gornet's office and guess what!?! Surprise, surprise he was running late. We waited about an hour in the waiting room, then I was called back and had some more x-rays taken. After that we waited for a few minutes in an exam room then one of his nurses came in and looked at my staples. She said my cut looked good and that it was time to take the staples out. It hurt and burned, but she said it looked great. One of the staples bounced off my side and fell on the floor, she must not have noticed it. So when she left the room, J found it so I could save it. Then we waited and waited for about 2 hours for Dr. Gornet to come in and talk with us. He still talks to me like I was a drug addict, but I try to ignore it. He said he was giving J and I both an A+. Then he added, "And you know I really mean it, because YOU know I would tell you otherwise!" Sometimes it's hard for me to bite my tongue, but ask J, I've been really good!!
We got to look at the x-rays they had just taken and I gotta tell you, it sure was funny looking seeing the replacement disc in my back and a bunch of staples. But they kept telling me how wonderful it looked and how well I was doing. And that I still had easily about 2 to 3 more months before I would really start to feel better. His nurse told me she couldn't believe how bad my disc was. She said it was deteriorating so bad that it wasn't even white anymore that it was turning yellow and almost completely gone. She said it was almost dead, that it looked like a disc they would find in an old person. That they had never seen a young person with a disc so bad, that they had never actually seen anyone's disc that looked that bad. Then she added, "And we would know, we see so many of them all the time." She then told me that it was a genetic disease, that there was nothing I would've been able to do to prevent it, that it just happens. She explained that it could've been someone 5 or 6 generations back that had this problem and then it just got passed down to me. According to her, it was definitely the worse disc she's ever seen, she seemed almost amazed at how bad it was. She also said that I was a prime example of doctors not bothering to take the time to really listen to young people when they say they're hurting. She said she couldn't believe that none of the doctors I saw in the past 2 and a half years bothered to really look into my problem, instead of just sending me on my way with some meds. I said yeah I know, that's what I've been trying to tell everyone!!
That's all for now, more later.
Posted by: LLH / 6:29 PM 
