KRIS319's CalorieKing blog
Tuesday, Jul 20 2010 - Just one more hurdle left . . .
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So yesterday was the big visit with the surgeon . . . Will I or won't I be able to have the gastric bypass procedure that cancer cheated me out of last year? It's ON! The surgeon says it's a go, "with a couple of caveats."
1. If my scar tissue is in the way or a problem, then it may become and open surgery instead of laparoscopic.
2. If my scar tissue has made my intestines less mobile (hope you're not reading this on your lunch break - sorry
) so that she can't reattach the stomach without risking a hole in the intestines, then she will do a gastric sleeve - not my first choice.
3. If she finds any cancerous lesions in my abdomen
a. if it's like one lesion that's a cm or less, she'll call my oncologist and get his advice before continuing, or
b. if it's more than that, the procedure's off.
All of these decisions are "game day" decisions. She won't know until she's cutting. I won't know until I wake up. That kinda sucks.
However . . . she's ready to go . . . one more hurdle - INSURANCE. They will be able to send all of my documentation to the insurance company for pre-cert tomorrow. Hopefully our new insurance will be just as good as the insurance we had last year and getting this procedure approved will not be a problem. I have absolutely no confidence that that will be the case given the economy and the state of healthcare insurance nationwide. This next week or two until I know is going to be KILLER.
So needless to say, I freaked out before the appointment . . . panicking as I walked up to the front entrance to the hospital, crying in the exam room, bingeing on crap food when I got home - I haven't binged in like four months - just still freaking out. My husband thinks I'm insane. I just know that this surgery is my last chance. I am 41 and addicted to food. Sure I can diet and exercise with the best of them, but it gets harder and harder each year and menopause (thanks to my ovarian cancer surgery last year) isn't helping. I don't want to die because I'm a fat food addict. I have type 2 diabetes, high blood pressure, sleep apnea and depression, oh, and cancer, a rare slow growing cancer, but cancer nonetheless. I'm a ticking time bomb.
It's back on the wagon again today. Eating better, going to work out, trying to think positive - my thoughts create my reality. Did I mention that the surgeon needs me to lose at least fifteen more pounds before surgery but WANTS me to lose twenty-five more. I'm willing, but skeptical. I hope I have twenty-five more pounds in me. On and on and on I go . . .
Namaste
1. If my scar tissue is in the way or a problem, then it may become and open surgery instead of laparoscopic.
2. If my scar tissue has made my intestines less mobile (hope you're not reading this on your lunch break - sorry
) so that she can't reattach the stomach without risking a hole in the intestines, then she will do a gastric sleeve - not my first choice.3. If she finds any cancerous lesions in my abdomen
a. if it's like one lesion that's a cm or less, she'll call my oncologist and get his advice before continuing, or
b. if it's more than that, the procedure's off.
All of these decisions are "game day" decisions. She won't know until she's cutting. I won't know until I wake up. That kinda sucks.
However . . . she's ready to go . . . one more hurdle - INSURANCE. They will be able to send all of my documentation to the insurance company for pre-cert tomorrow. Hopefully our new insurance will be just as good as the insurance we had last year and getting this procedure approved will not be a problem. I have absolutely no confidence that that will be the case given the economy and the state of healthcare insurance nationwide. This next week or two until I know is going to be KILLER.
So needless to say, I freaked out before the appointment . . . panicking as I walked up to the front entrance to the hospital, crying in the exam room, bingeing on crap food when I got home - I haven't binged in like four months - just still freaking out. My husband thinks I'm insane. I just know that this surgery is my last chance. I am 41 and addicted to food. Sure I can diet and exercise with the best of them, but it gets harder and harder each year and menopause (thanks to my ovarian cancer surgery last year) isn't helping. I don't want to die because I'm a fat food addict. I have type 2 diabetes, high blood pressure, sleep apnea and depression, oh, and cancer, a rare slow growing cancer, but cancer nonetheless. I'm a ticking time bomb.
It's back on the wagon again today. Eating better, going to work out, trying to think positive - my thoughts create my reality. Did I mention that the surgeon needs me to lose at least fifteen more pounds before surgery but WANTS me to lose twenty-five more. I'm willing, but skeptical. I hope I have twenty-five more pounds in me. On and on and on I go . . .
Namaste
5 comments so far.
5.
a decade ago
I'm reading your posts today for inspiration. I can't tell you how incredible I think you are without gushing. You are very brave and very strong. I thank you for sharing this much of yourself. It's a privilege to know your story.
by CEEOHBEE
4.
a decade ago
Thanks everyone! I'm gonna do it. Somedays are just harder than others and since I went through all of this a year ago it's very frustrating to do it again. Thanks for the support!
by KRIS319
3.
a decade ago
You can do this Kris, you can do anything. I'll be thinking about you and keeping track of your progress as you permit. What an adventure you're on!! Best wishes!!
by MONA
2.
a decade ago
Of course you have 25 more pounds in you to lose. I just had a very good friend go what you have in regards to jumping through hoops for the bypass and it was tough going but she did fine. You can do this.
by PEANUT
1.
a decade ago
Good luck!
by MANYAN