So I had my first post-op appointment with my doctor today. Wasn't sure what to expect since this was my first one. I anticipated getting some saline injected and had read about it, but was still a little anxious about it. If I haven't said this before, I love Dr. Morton. He's so kind and thorough. Makes me feel so at ease. He had some questions about how I did following the surgery, how the eating has been, did I have any questions, etc. After about 5 mins of going over my answers and a couple questions I had concerning not getting my protein requirement in, he had me sit on the table and said he was going to give me a fill. So I laid down. Now I'm not one to freak out about needles. But if I don't have to watch, I prefer not. So I turn to look at the wall while he does his thing with my tummy. He gave me a numbing shot then said he was going for the port. It was a weird sensation. The saline was cool so I could feel it going through the tube. The he said that he wanted me to drink 2 big gulps of water to see if the water would pass through or not. So he goes to help me sit up so I can drink and as I'm coming up, I look down at my tummy. "Um, did you mean to leave that there?" He just snickered at me and said yes. So here I am with this 6 inch needle sticking out of my stomach. THAT was just weird. And apparently Dr. Morton thought that was funny. He laughs like my brother. One sided grin and just kinda snickers. He did that a lot during our visit today!
I also found out that I have friends who made quite the impression on him. One of the questions he asked was if I had a support system in place with family and friends. Told him "of course". Especially my blog readers :~) He then said that he could tell I did have some good friends. I looked at him and asked what prompted that statement. Sweet moment in that he told me he walked in on us praying before I was taken back for surgery. Told him "that's how my friends roll. They walked with me through thick and thin." He just started to snicker again as I realized what I said. Ha! Get it? thick or thin? HA! Then I started to laugh as I told him, "no pun intended!"
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Love making an impression. I should try to do that more often.
You are a very brave woman. I do not think I could have laid there with a 6-inch long needle poking out of me! Instead of "Um, did you mean to leave THAT there?" this would be entitled, "Um, did you mean to pull THAT out while my back was turned?" Yes, doctor, 'tis true. ;)
Oh my gosh! They would have had to scrape me off the floor if I would have seen that needle.
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