He-Who-Touched-My-Brain and I met on this past Friday, 08 June 2012. It was our first gathering post-surgery. Our face to face went well and yet I am just a little this side of uncertainty when it comes to something Doc., has said a couple or three times. Doc., you have made the side of my head look cool again! There isn't any more lumps or bumps, Doc.! I am so happy I am unsure how to share this with you. Yes, my memory serves me too well, yes, I remember the infection's and lumps there and near site of implant and I know you saw it and how this did trouble you. This, the site of latest surgery is with out thump sized lumps hanging down upon my abutment...
...DOC! He-Who-Touched-My-Brian! I love what YOU and YOUR hands have done for me and this mighty thick and hard skull of mine. My Good-God, Doc. The wound has not bled - it has passed fluids, but no blood. The pain is waining and I miss the baseball cup on my head. Doc., even the scar is cute! What ever it was you did one week ago was totally awesome! And, there is just no way to compare them to previous operations and or snip-it's-in-the-clinic. What "WE" have here is a piece of art work Doc. Really!
Oh, my Doctor, there is one little something I would love to follow up with you in a year or two, like, maybe to re-visit the BAHA, Bone Anchored Hearing Aid, abutment piece. I mean, Doc., I can see it straight away in the mirror, looks like I have an antenna. Whew, I'm liking it though. No, Doc., I have not tried on the BAHA yet. I just don't want to take any chances prior to having the processor reprogrammed. Please, He-Who-Touch-My-Brain. I know you do not look at me as just another problem child, but Doc., I sure do...
...I mean, Sir., it's like this, I thank you by mouth and it seems like not enough. I feel as if my gratitude is inadequate. I share thanks with Great Spirit. I am the Blessed One to have have had our Paths cross. I know this. We have fought this Meniere's as a Class A Team. You, your staff and I. You have taken my life into your hands on many occasions. You are the only human to ever touch my brain. The trust, respect and love is real.
Don't know if I have ever shared this with you Doc., but I have prayed for your hands. I pray for your health and well being. The same for your Family at home and your family here in the "clinic". It is God who intended for us to meet. I am thankful. My Heart is full.
Young Doctor, I love you. It's that simple and sums up all of another page or two here.
Be well and do take care. I will see you on 12 June, at 1400.
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