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Feb. 26th, 2014 05:36 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
the_rckI had a long wait to see the gastroenterologist today. ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
evalerie gave me a ride to the appointment, so I didn't have to deal with the bus on the way there. She visited me to drop off an electric blanket and electric mattress pad that someone she knew was giving away. The price (free) was right, so of course, I leaped at the chance.
I packed a lunch and ate it in the waiting room because my appointment was at 12:15. I didn't want to wait until after the appointment to eat and take my medications (I didn't get home until after 2:15, so this was a good call). I had a long wait after they called me back, but I had a book, so it wasn't too awful. Well, except that I stalled out on my book and didn't want to read more. The only magazine in the room was a copy of Boy's Life that didn't look interesting.
The gastroenterologist wants me to take more medication. We're trying to figure out a proton pump inhibitor that I can take-- I tried Prilosec once about eighteen years ago, but it made things worse, much worse. I took Nexium for a while, but my insurance decided no longer to pay for it. I'm taking two histamine H2-receptor antagonists, Zantac at bedtime and Axid before my first and last meals of the day. The doctor said she'd have her nurse call around and try to figure out something my insurance will cover that I can take.
She's also sending me to talk to a thoracic surgeon. The herniation of my esophagus is bad enough that she thinks it needs surgical correction or at least that we should be seriously considering it. Basically, my stomach protrudes above my diaphragm. That means that it doesn't seal and that acid washes up my esophagus all the way to my mouth. My diaphragm is also damaging my stomach where it constricts.
The gastroenterologist couldn't answer any of my questions about the surgery. She told me I'll have to ask the surgeon when I see them. She couldn't even tell me how likely such a surgery was to last. My previous gastroenterologist, the one I saw almost ten years ago, was against surgery because, in his experience, it often has to be redone after a few years. So I don't know. This gastroenterologist did say that she thought the procedure might be done laproscopically these days. I hope very much that that's true.
Scott and I are holding off on talking to Cordelia about any of this until we have more information. Scott also still has a couple of weeks of unallocated vacation time. He's going to hold off on scheduling them until we know what's going on with this surgery thing. He might need the time to take care of Cordelia while I'm unable to.
evalerie gave me a ride to the appointment, so I didn't have to deal with the bus on the way there. She visited me to drop off an electric blanket and electric mattress pad that someone she knew was giving away. The price (free) was right, so of course, I leaped at the chance.I packed a lunch and ate it in the waiting room because my appointment was at 12:15. I didn't want to wait until after the appointment to eat and take my medications (I didn't get home until after 2:15, so this was a good call). I had a long wait after they called me back, but I had a book, so it wasn't too awful. Well, except that I stalled out on my book and didn't want to read more. The only magazine in the room was a copy of Boy's Life that didn't look interesting.
The gastroenterologist wants me to take more medication. We're trying to figure out a proton pump inhibitor that I can take-- I tried Prilosec once about eighteen years ago, but it made things worse, much worse. I took Nexium for a while, but my insurance decided no longer to pay for it. I'm taking two histamine H2-receptor antagonists, Zantac at bedtime and Axid before my first and last meals of the day. The doctor said she'd have her nurse call around and try to figure out something my insurance will cover that I can take.
She's also sending me to talk to a thoracic surgeon. The herniation of my esophagus is bad enough that she thinks it needs surgical correction or at least that we should be seriously considering it. Basically, my stomach protrudes above my diaphragm. That means that it doesn't seal and that acid washes up my esophagus all the way to my mouth. My diaphragm is also damaging my stomach where it constricts.
The gastroenterologist couldn't answer any of my questions about the surgery. She told me I'll have to ask the surgeon when I see them. She couldn't even tell me how likely such a surgery was to last. My previous gastroenterologist, the one I saw almost ten years ago, was against surgery because, in his experience, it often has to be redone after a few years. So I don't know. This gastroenterologist did say that she thought the procedure might be done laproscopically these days. I hope very much that that's true.
Scott and I are holding off on talking to Cordelia about any of this until we have more information. Scott also still has a couple of weeks of unallocated vacation time. He's going to hold off on scheduling them until we know what's going on with this surgery thing. He might need the time to take care of Cordelia while I'm unable to.
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Date: 2014-03-02 04:41 pm (UTC)