26 August 2005
Ok, here's the story
We got back on Saturday, after about 20 hours of travelling. We had to fly from DC to Frankfurt, Germany, and then on to London. Very, very annoying, considering we flew directly over London and kept going on, and didn't actually land there until 6 hours later. I really just wanted a parachute. At least they didn't lose our luggage this time. Making that sort of trip with children is not a fun experience. Anyone who has kids can sympathize. My 3 year old didn't sleep the ENTIRE TIME. Arrgghh! He was loads of fun by the time we landed in London, I can assure you. He spent the night literally screaming the alphabet song (if you were on that flight, I do apologize). We love him, and we were still ready to strangle him, so I can just imagine what the other passengers thought. My brand-new 11 yr old didn't stop talking nearly the whole way (do all girls do this?), and she didn't sleep either. In fact, the only one who did get sleep (probably on the whole plane) was me--better living through pharmaceuticals! Unfortunately, the surgery didn't work, so I'm in basically the same boat I was 5 weeks before this odyssey began. Namely, lots of pain, lots of problems peeing, etc. The really bad news is that no one will surgically touch me now for a year or two. Something about waiting for the area to "heal" since I've had 7 surgeries in the past 8 months. I think it has something more to do with me being a law suit waiting to happen. So there's no hope of getting better any time soon unless my body miraculously heals itself. Somehow I don't think that's going to happen. The even better news is that if I can't get myself in shape to work, and soon, I will be med boarded and lose my job. Yup, that's right. They broke me, and now since I'm broken, they don't want me. Gotta love the irony in that. Anyway, it was those bits of information made me lose the heart to blog for a while. I think I'm over the pity party now though, and now I'm just mad.I'm making an appointment with the first surgeon (the one who broke me) just to ask him for an apology. I mean, I can't sue him or anything, so he has nothing to lose. And even if he didn't do anything technically wrong (which I don't believe, I think he used me as a guinea pig for a procedure he'd never done before), I still want him to apologize for everything going so badly. I think it might make me feel better. I mean, shit happens. This time it happened to me, you're not supposed to be desperately worse after surgery...Enough moaning for now---sorry about that folks! At least they have me on effective pain meds now, so I'm feeling better (and stupid). I'm going back to work on the 6th--so everyone keep your fingers crossed that it goes ok. I really can't afford to be unemployed, especially since I've only got 7 more years until retirement and a paycheck/benefits for life. So let's see if I can impress them and do a good job while on super-narcotics! :) Gotta run, another dr's appointment--have fun!
posted by Julie at
9:56 AM
10 Comments:
Don't just ask for an apology, take a cue from your last post and beat him with a cane!
Ugh. This really bothers me. And if it bothers me, I can't imagine how awful it is for you. Hugs and kisses from us to you!
Sorry for all you've been through!
I am so sorry to hear that after everything you've been through already, nothing was solved. And I also think you deserve an apology from the first doctor. (I would kick some ass while I was there too).
I hope you feel better soon.
oh bless. feel better! why can't you sue?
I'm so sorry things didn't get any better for you. Wondering what did they do while they were in there?... play chess?
Sorry... just angry with you that things aren't any better.
I'm assuming that these are Military quacks since you can't sue them.
Huggs and happy pain killers.
Thanks everyone--it's so nice to have a place to vent!
No, I can't sue because some of them are military--the worst by far (except the very first!) was actually a British uber-specialist--she's the one who not only didn't fix anything, but actually made it a lot worse.
Anyway, I wish I could kick some butt, but I'm afraid it wouldn't be a very good career move. :)
It's only a bad career move if you get caught. Have you considered buying a good disguise or perhaps hiring the A-Team?
u poor girl....i hope it does fix itself:)
Julie -
Make that doctor feel so terrible for what you are going through that they offer to cover all of your medical bills from now until the end of time.
See now, I've been praying for your recovery, but I'm changing that now to "a miraculous healing"...
I am so sorry things didn't work out.
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