Yesterday I had my appointment with the gastroenterologist. When I finally got to see him (well, I say him.. it was a 'member of his team') he started by saying, 'do you know why they wanted you to see me?' To which I replied, 'No, not really.' He said, 'Well, that makes two of us.'
Cue silence from me.
After he read through my notes he said that I'd been sent to him to ensure that I (and my medical history) are fit enough to be considered as a candidate for surgery. We went through my history, we went through my current medications and we went through a lovely physical exam that involved precisely 45 seconds of pushing on my belly.
Let's stop there for a second.
I have to tell you that these appointments have been really weird so far. Obviously, I'm there because I have a problem and am seeking help from medical professionals. Now, to be considered for weight loss surgery (WLS) it helps if you have what they lovingly call a 'co-morbidity'. Which simply means something else other than my weight that will eventually kill me - to not sugar coat it. When you're talking WLS, the more of those you have, the more attractive you are for this operation because let's face it - most of the co-morbs are caused by carrying excessive weight.
When I talk to the doctors, I sort of feel like I'm saying, 'why YES, I do have diabetes and my mother has it too and wait for it, so does my dad! have I mentioned that I also have HIGH CHOLESTEROL? Ha ha, how you like me now!' Like, for the first time, the more I have wrong with me the better, if that makes sense.
That makes me feel weird.
Anyway - so I'm rambling about my history and in a hurry to advertise my glamourous co-morbs, I casually throw in that my GP has recently seen some odd test results regarding my thyroid. Apparently, I'm trying on Hyperthyroidism as a new co-morbidity, although the diagnoses of hyPOthyroidism would have been totally in line with my big fat self.
At that point, Dr Whatshisname's eyes cloud over. Bottom line is that he wants me to see an endocrinologist to sort out the thyroid issues (and get a better grip on my diabetes) before he'll recommend me to the surgeon.
HUGELY disappointing news. Damn thyroid - why couldn't it be underactive instead of over? I suppose it's an overachiever and I should be proud. I am kidding, of course.
I'm pleased to see a specialist and considering he mentioned possible tumours on my thyroid as the cause, I'm super keen. It's just that I'm not really in love with the delay on the surgery that I'm kind of counting on.
November 02, 2006
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