Saturday, March 29, 2008

One more (final?) surgery . . .

On Thursday, Bill and I went to meet with a plastic surgeon, Dr. Blair (John) Summit at Vanderbilt Medical Center to see about the skin graft surgery I would need to heal my abdominal wound from my February surgeries. It had been a long wait, and I was apprehensive about a lot of miscellaneous aspects. Had he done many wound surgeries? Would he be appalled by the size of my wound? Would he just as soon Dr. Herline had never referred me?
I began to feel better when his (male) nurse settled us into the examining room and told us that Dr. Summit did a lot of wounds and was a "surgeon's surgeon." I could live with that! He didn't just do tummy tucks for tony West Nashville matrons and "breast enhancements" for their daughter's eighteenth birthdays.
The outcome of our meeting is that we would not have to do a skin graft, but we would be able to remove the top of the wound area and pull over the skin and tissue underneath and stitch it up with self-dissolving stitches. He would have to leave a drain in each side (I hate drains, but you don't get everything) which will stay in for about a week. He said he didn't expect that it would be very painful (hmmm?), and, best of all, it can be done as an outpatient procedure at the Nashville Surgery Center - April 9 at 9:30 a.m. General anesthesia (boo, hiss). I could probably write a book based on the hallucinations I had from my past 4 surgeries. One of the last ones was a bit embarrassing because I told the chief resident (my nemesis) that my nurse had committed suicide the previous night. To make matters worse, I guess after my first surgery that round they had me on dilaudid (instead of morphine or demerol) and I had a bad reaction to it - i.e. not coming round and talking without making a lot of sense for more than a day. Well, what the Sam Hill was wrong with good ol' morphine which I had had previously with no problems?
OK, I'm admittedly getting off the topic here. I very much liked Dr. Summit. I also used the opportunity to ask him about the chronic pain I have been in since my lower chin procedure in May 2004. It has been daily (hence, chronic) nerve pain (neuralgia) from the occipital area of the back of my head around my ears and under my chin; sometimes going up the front of my face on the edges up to my eyebrows. At times it has been severe enough to bring me to tears; it has been life-altering. It has been worse than the pain of my abdominal incision. In the last year, however, it has been helped by the new drug, Lyrica, introduced to me by my wonderful pain doctor, Jay Sun (he's Chinese). The worst thing about chronic pain, I always say, is that it's so chronic.
Again, back to Dr. Summit. I briefly described what had happened and asked him if he had ever heard of this happening to anyone else (I've had a hard time finding that to be true) and he said no, he hadn't. However, taking Lyrica and the tricyclics was the correct thing to be doing. He said it could be a neuroma around the trigeminal nerve. Guess what? I'm a member of and get the newsletter of the trigeminal neuralgia assoc. because they deal with all kinds of face pain.
But, I am hoping that this unfortunate chapter in my personal book on Crohn's will soon be closed, and we can just go back to a careful diet and being conscious of where every bathroom in the world is! Maybe the new Acura's navigation system will help with that!
P.S. I asked for a little liposuction while we were doing the surgery, but that flag didn't fly. :-(

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Meet the parents: Martha and David

Meet the parents:  Martha and David
Aren't they cute?

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Christmas 2007

Christmas 2007
In Atlanta with the Pfaff's

Bill and I had a wonderful time with Dave and Erin at Erin's parents, Roger and Muriel Pfaff, in Marietta, GA. We drove down on Sunday and spent 2 nights at a Drury Inns & Suites, but ate all our meals (except the free breakfast at the motel) with the Pfaff's. Erin has one sister, Alison, and her boyfriend, Mike, were also in attendance. Mike is a med student at MCV, where Bill's brother Jim went (a few year's ago!).

We got hooked on dominoes, which we played when we weren't eating one of Murierl's wonderful meals. Of course, when we played we ate homemade cookies and candy, made by Erin and her mom. Dinner Sunday night was a wonderful chicken dish over pasta; Christmas Eve was 2 kinds of hearty homemade soups and homemade rolls; and Christmas dinner was prime rib. Wow! Were we impressed. Best thing to me: sticky pecan rolls at Christmas breakfast. Super yum.

On Christmas Eve we went to a candlelight service at 11:00 p.m. at the Pfaff's Lutheran church. It felt very similar to our Methodist candlelight service. I think the big Christmas present was something called a Wee, an interactive games thingy played on your TV. Like all playstation things, it's beyond me.


March 2008 Snowfall

March 2008 Snowfall
Our only snow this year which was with us for one evening and the following half day.


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Bill

Bill
Bridgestone Racing Academy



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Favorite Quotes

Art washes from the soul the dust of everyday life . . . Picasso

Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind . . . . . . . Dr. Seuss

The truth knocks on the door and you say, 'Go away, I'm looking for the truth,' and so it goes away . . . Robert M. Pirsig "Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance"

The man who insists upon seeing with perfect clearness before he decides, never decides. Accept life, and you must accept regret . . . Henri-Fredric Amiel

What worries you, masters you . . . . Haddon W. Robinson

When we are young, the words are scattered all around us. As they are assembled by experience , so also are we, sentence by sentence, until the story takes shape . . . Louise Erdrich in The Plague of Doves

Queen Lucy . . . RIP

Queen Lucy . . .                  RIP
The great pleasure of a dog is that you may make a fool of yourself with him and not only will he not scold you, but he will make a fool of himself too. ~Samuel Butler, Notebooks, 1912

Princess Gracie . . . RIP

Princess Gracie . . .  RIP
black dogs aren't as photogenic

The girls

The girls

Sharing VandysView

Sharing VandysView
Dogs' lives are too short. Their only fault, really. ~Agnes Sligh Turnbull

Lucky

Lucky
Dave and Erin's lucky stray that walked into their front yard and got adopted - he's a very joyful dog

Magi when she was a puppy

Magi when she was a puppy
There is no psychiatrist in the world like a puppy licking your face. ~Ben Williams

Family

Family
The VandeWater boys - Bob, Bill and Jim

Bob Bill and Dr. Jim

Bill's mom Ann (DeLanghe) VandeWater

Bill's mom Ann (DeLanghe) VandeWater
birthdate: 6/3/1915

Jim and Bev

Jim and Bev
Bill's brother

The Women in my Life

The Women in my Life
Mom, Patti, and Cheryl

Dad's 83rd birthday

Dad's 83rd birthday
Our Christmas baby

Where is that other brother?

Where is that other brother?
Nina, Mike, my handsome older brother, and Bruce, my handsome youngest brother

There he is!

There he is!
Patti and Steve, my handsome younger brother

Sean and Mike - Lake Tahoe

Sean and Mike - Lake Tahoe

My nephew and his girlfriend

My nephew and his girlfriend
They're cute too

The whole Motley Crue

The whole Motley Crue
Aren't we cute?