
It was good to sit and talk with my original surgeon. When I met with the doctor at Loma Linda last Friday, Dr. G., he gave me three surgical options and stated that there was no medical reason to discount any of them. I would have to choose based on my personal concerns and the outcomes I desired. My first surgeon, Dr. S., had been very opinionated about the best choice in my situation. In fact, my medical oncologist, Dr. B., concurred with his recommendations 100 percent. So now I meet this new surgeon and he says it's my choice and any of the options are reasonable. I was beginning to doubt my original plan.
In my appointment today, Dr. S. took the time to catch up on what has been happening with me. He also examined my cellulitis and said it didn't seem to be anything to worry about at this point. His conjecture was that there could have been a remaining bacteria from the previous infection that normally would have been taken care of by my body naturally, but flared up given my compromised immune system from the chemo. We also discussed my current confusion regarding further treatment. After going over the results from my most recent tests, including the BRCA analysis, he stands by his initial recommendation. I appreciate his expertise and I appreciate his concern. As a surgeon, even a surgical oncologist, his job is to take care of the procedures (take out the trash, so to speak). He doesn't need to stay abreast of what's going on with me or even provide recommendations for procedures he won't be doing. He is a caring man who has provided excellent guidance throughout this journey. So today I am thankful. He managed to take my "annoyed" face and give me back my smile. What more do I need today?