It's like all hell has broken loose.
The Friday before my surgery and three things happen:
1. At my pre-op upper GI I had a really bad reaction to the crystals they gave me before my barium swallow in the morning. I spent the whole day with my head in the toilet contemplating going to the ER. Which is funny, because all this started ten feet from the ER.
2. My surgeon's office proved themselves to be the... factory? auto shop? assembly line? I suspected they were, and were incredibly unhelpful, uncaring, and couldn't even return a phone call or give a message to my surgeon. Not that I think he would care, but I feel like he should at least know that I had a reaction to something they were planning to give me after surgery as well.
3. Fifteen minutes before they closed, the surgeon center informed me that the blood tests I had taken just that morning hadn't been completed correctly by the hospital. I would need to call the hospital (although that department closed at 5:00 too) and set up the blood work myself for Monday.
The hospital didn't know what I was talking about. They said my record showed everything was completed, and because I didn't know the name of the specific tests I was supposed to have done again, she couldn't help me. Also, if I have blood tests again on Monday, that means a fast starting on Sunday, which bleeds into my fast for actual surgery. That's a 36 hour fast before surgery. Is that really okay?
So much anxiety and worrying for the weekend.
Anyway, I had a meltdown. At first I was going to cancel all together, mostly because I don't want to be sick again, but the message boards were really helpful and I still want the surgery. Then I was angry. Do I really want to give every penny I have to a surgeon center that doesn't care?
The angry part of me wants to cancel, get a good chunk of my money back, and go to Dr. Bobby in California. I could stay with my aunt since I'm doing online classes next quarter also. I met with him when I was looking into lap-band three years ago. He was amazing, and his staff was amazing, and all his patients adored him, and he was very hands on. I remembered today when I was at a loss as to who to speak to at my surgeon's office that Dr. Bobby gave his cell number to all his patients, and every patient was assigned a point person that worked with them for the entire process. They also seemed to have amazing post-op follow up. If this is the care I get pre-op, I'm scared to think what it will be once they have all my money.
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