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cherish405 -> RE: A life to cherish (7/6/2005 11:38:09 AM)
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I just thought I'd let people know what happened today at the surgeon's. I know some of you have been asking about it. Things went about as well as they could have, I guess. When I was waiting for the surgeon's appointment, I really wanted to run away. He wasn't all that impressed with my weight gain. He didn't rant and rave like I was thinking that he might, but there were some telling signs that he wasn't entirely pleased with the situation. He started by asking me how things were going, and I actually forgot how to talk. [sm=icon_smile_blush.gif][sm=sadquestion.gif][sm=shakinghead.gif][sm=popsigh.gif] I had absolutely no idea what to say to him. He asked a couple of questions, some of which I could answer, the rest just stayed blank. John came in with me, and I can tell there were plenty of people praying about the whole situation. There were times when John just had to take over because I just didn't have the words, or couldn't put them in the right sequence to make any sense. We gave him a quick run down of how I've been healthwise of late. We also gave him a list of medical appointments I've got coming up (oncology amongst other things). All of which are causing me a lot of stress. On Friday I'm going to see another doctor who deals with PCOS (poly cystic ovarian syndrome), something that I have. He is trialing experimental drugs that help with weight loss in patients with PCOS. The surgeon didn't come out bashing the idea, but it didn't take a genius to figure that he wasn't happy. The look on his face showed it, as well as the, "It's only experimental" spiel. I can see why he has cause for concern, but apparently, the drug that we're going to see if I qualify for, also deals with depression in PCOS patients. It's helping in a number of areas, from the anecdotal evidence we know of. I just know that my level of depression has well and truly worsened in the last little while, and I can't keep ballooning with my weight the way I am. The surgeon is going to be writing to my usual doctor today and telling him that I need counselling. I really don't like that idea. I've been down the counselling road several times, and I know that when it gets time to go again, my body just starts feeling sick. Sometimes I can struggle through it to get to appointments, but other times, I just can't get there, no matter how hard I try. I know that I need help though. There are times when I just stuff myself full of food, like when I'm totally stressed, and then there are the times when I go to the other extreme where I can't eat ANYTHING for days on end because it will put weight on. My weight has become something that I'm totally obsessed about. That has to stop. I put enough pressure on myself without added pressure. I guess because I take on what I perceive others to be thinking of me, it doesn't help either. I sincerely expected to get blasted by the surgeon. Thankfully he didn't. Not like I thought he was going to anyway. To me though, I feel like I've failed and just wasted time and money by having surgery. The surgeon was asking about putting the last of the fluid in the band. I wasn't so sure about that, after talking to John and Joan about it. After explaining the situation to the surgeon, he said that he didn't feel comfortable in doing that afterall. Either way, that worked out well. He wants to see me again in a few months. I can postpone it if I don't feel I'm ready, but he just wants me to stay in the system. If I give him a call after I feel I can handle it, it will take months to get me back into the system. It's not going to be an easy road ahead. I know that I need some help though, and I'm going to be getting it. I find the whole thing really scary, but I know that something has to be done. It's another one of those things that I have to learn to balance. It's out of control, and that has to change. I'm not doing myself any good, and there are a lot of ingrained behaviours in there that have to be dealt with. It's going to be a long term process, but I'm really hoping that counselling will be more beneficial this time. This isn't something that I've spoken about here before, as I don't want to worry anybody or get people thinking that I'm after sympathy. I really love the people here, and I have made so many wonderful friends. You have all been used so mightily by the Lord in helping me in so many ways. I will get myself sorted out, but I will need time. I'm going to be getting professional help to get me through my issues, and I hope in time, you will see the positive changes that will happen. In the meantime, I would really covet your prayers. It's going to be tough going for me, but also for John and Joan as they are so close to me. They are extremely supportive of me, and I know that they would also value your prayers whenever you think about it, or the Lord brings us to mind. Thanks.
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