Was woken up this morning (8:45) by the nurse from the pre-op appt telling me that since my iron was so low, the anesthesiologist doesn't want to do the surgery. And the surgeon agrees. So, I'm to follow up with my family doctor and get back to them. WHAT???? I have been so focused on getting to this surgery date and then dealing with the 4 weeks afterwards that this blows me out of the water.
I called my doctor. First available appt is Tuesday at 5:30. No. I don't think so. So, I call back and leave a message. I get a return call within 5 minutes. The doctor has put me in at 10, can I make it. Well, yeah!!
Get to my doctor's. She takes a serum level to get more information but won't have the results until Monday. She doesn't know what they want her to do. Putting me on supplements would take 2 months to yield good enough results. So, she says that she will call and see what she can find out.
I spaz out. I've been getting everything ready and warning the teachers. What am I supposed to do now??? And the timing was going to be just barely workable for Florida. Delaying it doesn't help. And what is happening to my ankle in the meantime???
Dr. calls back about 3 (we are already on our way to Troy). She talked to the anesthesia guy and they agreed that I would be okay for surgery and the surgeon is going along with it. No idea if I will get a transfusion during surgery. Don't care!! Just want this to get moving. But, she doesn't know if I'll be able to keep the Tuesday surgery day.
Orthopedic surgeon's office calls. I am still on Tuesday, 11/30. Don't know what time, yet, but that's fine!
Phew!! So, about 6 hours of extreme stress to be back where I started. Grrr...
Oh, well. Have had a very relaxing, family filled Thanksgiving. Weather is no fun so I'm glad we weren't planning to head back until Friday, anyway.
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