I must apologize for getting my doctor in trouble in reference to his comment on my bad hair day – the day after surgery. I knew he was teasing. I think. J But, I did have a question about another comment…
The morning after my surgery and sometime after his comment about me being vain, he asked about my daughter and my mom. Tamara, my daughter, knows Dr. Tony (as she calls him). She’s been with me to several appointments. He’s never met my mom until the day before my surgery, when she kissed him on the cheek and with tears in her eyes thanked him for all he had done before I was to go to surgery.
The next morning the conversation went something like this…
“Was that your daughter at the hospital yesterday?”
“Yeah, that was Tamara.”
“Does she have reddish hair now?”
“Yeah, she died it.”
“And it’s longer, right?”
“Yes, it’s longer.”
“She’s a very pretty girl.”
“Yeah, she is a pretty girl.”
“And that was your mom in the pre-op room?”
“Yeah, my mom was in there, too.”
“She was really pretty, too.”
Good hair day vs. a bad hair day... smile
He switched to another topic and soon had to leave.
Didn’t he skip a generation in his compliments or was it because I really was having an extremely bad hair day? Oh my goodness… is it true? Could it be? Am I really… vain? J Just kiddin’. Don’t worry Dr. ‘Tony’ – you’re still Superman to us.
When all the adjustments were made and we were all done, he walked us over to the other side of the center where his assistant was working.
“Oh my goodness! You look great!” Liz repeated over again about three times. I was glad I had brushed my hair that morning. “I can’t believe how good you look.”
Wow – was I starting to feel good! We made the next appointment for April and it was about time to say good-bye.
Later in the day, I had my stitches removed by Dr. Smith. “You could be the poster child for DBS,” he said. “You look great.”
Well, stitches out, unit on, looking great – I felt great. I think it wasn’t the next day I really noticed the difference. Yes, I had noticed the diminishing tremors and I felt much more relaxed – not so stiff and tight. But the next morning, I stepped onto the floor and there was no pain! When I walked first thing in the morning, I had no pain. This continued throughout the day as we rode long hours,
once again in the car. Usually when we do this, I open the door and wince when I step down because of the pain. Not this day. Not since.
I also noticed how much easier it was to get out of the car, which was a very nice added benefit. And, like I said, I felt so much more relaxed and loose. My tremors remained lessened. I could hold my arms out straight in front of me and they didn’t wiggle around. I could open and close my hands easily. All around – I just feel so much better.
On the way down to Phoenix for my surgery, I was re-reading about DBS. One of the things that made such an impression on me was thinking about all the other patients that have gone before me and been volunteers for this method and various different trials so that procedures like this one can be perfected. They have sacrificed much, I am certain, so that I could partake in something that is becoming more and more perfected worldwide. And so, at the very least, I feel I owe those people my thanks and gratitude for what they have done so that I could benefit from things like Deep Brain Stimulation.
I also to continue to be in awe at the brain activity of my doctor. He has got to be one of the most intelligent people I have ever known or met. I have wondered if I was dreaming when I was in surgery in regards to him guiding the surgeons where to place the wire without looking at the computer or the MRI of my brain while directing them. But, he told me no – I hadn’t been dreaming. He said it’s because he knows my brain so well, after having treated me for so many years and after studying my MRI so long. He knew exactly, to the precise millimeter where it was to go. And it did. I continue to be amazed at the genius of his ability and others like him, including my neurosurgeons and the rest of the team.
This is intricate, specialized stuff that goes on in the operating room and I am thankful – so very thankful – to have had the team that God put together for my brain.
If you are considering DBS at all – I would encourage you, after making sure you have been medically well managed up to this point, to start the process rolling. I mention being well managed, as DBS or any other surgery does not/will not necessarily benefit someone whose medication therapy has not been managed well. DBS is an extension of well-managed drug treatment, not a replacement.
Please feel free to ask any questions!
Journeying with you,
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