Tomorrow, I see the “fancy pants” orthopedic surgeon. If you’d seen his CV, you know why we called him fancy pants. He’s taught, taken seminars, studied, etc., all over the world. Okay, all of the really fabulous places you’d want to see in the world, if you were a doctor studying or teaching: Switzerland; Spain; Montreal; Waikoloa, Hawaii; Boston; Miami, New York; San Francisco; Holland; Santa Fe; Italy; Venezuela; Japan; South Africa, et al. And this CV I ran across is five years old. By now, he’s probably hit every point on the globe.
Although, come to think of it, is there any time for surgery? So, tomorrow we hit the waiting room of zero gravity chairs and vending machines. I imagine I’ll get an idea of how quickly this will progress. Every single person seems to believe I need surgery, that it’s just a matter of when. I’d like for it to happen soon. My insurance is kinda cruddy and well, I’ve already paid my deductible for the year, just in the past three weeks. I’d rather not put off surgery until January, just so I can pay my deductible again…and sit and wait for the pain to get worse again. It feels like I’m living on the edge, knowing that moving slightly in the wrong direction or just sitting in my computer chair, can bring the horrible pain back.
So, tomorrow, my goal is to find out what kind of surgery he does (I want the MetRx System), how quickly he can safely get me out of the hospital, if his opinion is the same as everyone else’s. Plus, I want to know if I’ll be required to get the lumbar injection before I’m allowed to have surgery. To me, it seems like a waste of time and money. Yes, I could get some relief from it, but no, no one thinks it’ll fix me. If it won’t fix me, I don’t see the point.
After I see Dr. Fancy Pants, then I’ll call my chiro to discuss the issue with him. I also have an appointment with the first surgeon on Wednesday. Oh boy, what a fun week.