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October 8, 2003
The First Sign
Well, the good news is that the cardiologist really thinks that the twinges I've been having are just the sign of stress and not a problem with my heart. He's sending me for a couple of tests on the morning of KT's birthday, but he strongly feels that they'll just confirm his first assessment of things.
Phew.
Secondly, he asked me if I'd considered gastric bypass. He asked. I hadn't mentioned that I was thinking about it, nor had I put anything about it on my paperwork. He said to me that he'd once been very skeptical of it, but with the continuing improvements that have been made regarding surgical techniques and post-op care, he's come to see it as a "viable tool" for weight loss in cases like mine. He said that once you reach a certain point in terms of age and weight, it's nearly impossible to lose, and he strongly suggested that I continue looking into it.
Interesting. Very interesting. It kind of reinforces my belief that we get signs about things from the gods when we really need them. I'm also reassured that someone my doctor obviously trusts (otherwise she wouldn't have referred me to him, right?) feels that I would be a good candidate for it.
I told Shado that if I decide to do it, I don't want to tell my family until it's done. I probably won't tell anyone outside this group either, really. If I DO decide to do it, I have to figure out when. I've been thinking about it, and the best time would probably be the very beginning of January. Westminster and the holiday rush will be over, as will fourth quarter at work. Faire won't be starting for a month from then. It'll be down time and give me time to recover and do what I need to do. It may require some mid-season adjustments on my clothing if I do...and I'll have to take faire slowly this year, probably no combat *sigh* but with the promise of doing a lot more in following years.
Funny, it sounds like I've decided, doesn't it? Maybe I have. I know that when I think about it, it feels /right/ for some reason. I have more to do in terms of finding out research, and getting things started with Dr. Frye, but Dr. Edmonson says that the tests he'll have me doing on the 23rd are the same sort of thing the insurance company will want in the file anyway.
I should make an appointment with Dr. Frye and see what she says.
It's a long, strange road we're on...
Posted by Lys on October 8, 2003 10:30 AM
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