Okay, it's official. Barring any unforeseen circumstances (such as me turning into a big wimp between now and then), I'm going to have gastric bypass surgery, hopefully in August.
I've lined up all the initial consultations I need to have over the next few months.
Insurance companies, rightfully, want to make sure you're serious about the surgery before they waste 100's of thousands of their other client's premiums paying for something you're promptly going to sabotage because you have unresolved addiction issues.
I don't blame 'em.
So over the next month I'll be seeing my internist, a pulmonologist, a nutritionist, my cardiologist and a shrink. Meanwhile I'll have continuing consultations with the surgeon and attend monthly meetings of his bariatric support group (more like a cult - but if he can turn off my diabetes, gout, rheumatoid arthritis, joint pain and artheriosclerosis I'll happily join the other worshippers at his shrine).
Oh, and the reason for the shrink is to make sure I'm not doing this for vanity's sake.
Anybody who knows me will tell you... vanity has never been my long suit. Fear and self-loathing are more my forte.
I just want to stop taking medicines. That would be very, very nice.
Oh, and I don't want to wind up in my old age strapped into a wheelchair in a nursing home, blind and footless, like so many of my relatives on the Irish side of the family did.
That would be even nicer.
You'll be hearing lots more about this over the next couple of months. So brace yourselves.
2 comments:
Bracing. :)
The folks I know who've gone through this procedure have all gotten much healthier. (Physically... one of 'em was a nutcase to start with, and she's still a nutcase.) I expect that you will also become a specimen of excellent health.
At the very least, you'll keep your feet and eyes. And that is good.
our friend David had the surgery a couple of months ago. he is doing really well and has lost a lot of wait. I will be praying this goes well for you.
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