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I had a heart attack in 1999. When I subsequently got my medical
records from the hospital, I discovered that one of the doctors had been concerned by my "flat affect" -- in other words, he felt that I was too calm, not worried enough. Once I had made it to the hospital, I figured that I was in good hands, and went back to my usual analytical personality, asking the doctors questions about my condition and treatment. On another hospital visit, one of the doctors asked me if I was an engineer. When I told him that I was a computer programmer, he said that he had figured it was something like that. Such people, who methodically analyze problems at work, tend to do the same thing when faced with medical issues. That's interesting. I found cardiologists to be clueless about anything except cardiology. I went to the ER for jaw pain. I thought I had TMJ or something. They decided because of an irregular EKG to run a heart cath. The arteries in my heart were blocked so badly they didn't even bother waking me up to tell me they were going to do a quadruple bypass. So I wake up and figure something went terribly wrong. Long story short, I ended up with 11 incisions, a carotid bypass, femoral bypass besides the heart bypasses. About the third day the vascular surgeon walked in and said, "You seem depressed." Well, duh, Sherlock. Sherry |
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{{{{{{{{Cheryl}}}}}}}}}
Sometime I think I'll never come to terms with the loss of my little brother. So much of what you wrote about your son applies to him too. It does help to have a purring cat snuggled against, but *nothing* can ever come close to what we've lost. -- Adrian (Owned by Snoopy & Bagheera) A house is not a home, without a cat. |
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{{{{{{{{Cheryl}}}}}}}}}
Sometime I think I'll never come to terms with the loss of my little brother. So much of what you wrote about your son applies to him too. It does help to have a purring cat snuggled against, but *nothing* can ever come close to what we've lost. -- Adrian (Owned by Snoopy & Bagheera) A house is not a home, without a cat. |
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{{{{{{{{Cheryl}}}}}}}}}
Sometime I think I'll never come to terms with the loss of my little brother. So much of what you wrote about your son applies to him too. It does help to have a purring cat snuggled against, but *nothing* can ever come close to what we've lost. -- Adrian (Owned by Snoopy & Bagheera) A house is not a home, without a cat. |
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Sherry wrote: That's interesting. I found cardiologists to be clueless about anything except cardiology. I went to the ER for jaw pain. I thought I had TMJ or something. They decided because of an irregular EKG to run a heart cath. The arteries in my heart were blocked so badly they didn't even bother waking me up to tell me they were going to do a quadruple bypass. So I wake up and figure something went terribly wrong. Long story short, I ended up with 11 incisions, a carotid bypass, femoral bypass besides the heart bypasses. About the third day the vascular surgeon walked in and said, "You seem depressed." Well, duh, Sherlock. Sherry Conversational gambit? Honestly, the best ones seem to be lacking in people skills, and that may have been his way of trying to get you to talk about it. The surgeon I had for my gall bladder removal (gallbladderectomy?) didn't warn me about post surgery depression. He had his PA do it. "Post surgery depression is quite common, no matter how needed the procedure, and how un-needed the body part is. The person has had their life changed by that surgery and they will never be the same as they were before. The patient may feel violated because the surgeon had their hands in his/her body. They may feel as though maybe the surgery wasn't necessary after all and might have gotten better without the procedure. They might also feel as though they are "less" because of the surgery, because now something is missing or different. They may also feel as though they are looking on their own obituaries because it was a life threatening problem. Whatever the cause for the depression, it is not uncommon and the patient needs to talk about it." Paraphrased from my surgeon's PA. I had fun with him after this and told him I was depressed because I didn't get a chance to help with the surgery and felt as though I were redundant and just an observer. He actually thought I was serious and tried to explain that I was a very necessary part of the surgery, but the Warrant Officer (nurse) laughing behind him gave me away. The PA then told me that I didn't need his help and left the room. Pam S. |
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Sherry wrote: That's interesting. I found cardiologists to be clueless about anything except cardiology. I went to the ER for jaw pain. I thought I had TMJ or something. They decided because of an irregular EKG to run a heart cath. The arteries in my heart were blocked so badly they didn't even bother waking me up to tell me they were going to do a quadruple bypass. So I wake up and figure something went terribly wrong. Long story short, I ended up with 11 incisions, a carotid bypass, femoral bypass besides the heart bypasses. About the third day the vascular surgeon walked in and said, "You seem depressed." Well, duh, Sherlock. Sherry Conversational gambit? Honestly, the best ones seem to be lacking in people skills, and that may have been his way of trying to get you to talk about it. The surgeon I had for my gall bladder removal (gallbladderectomy?) didn't warn me about post surgery depression. He had his PA do it. "Post surgery depression is quite common, no matter how needed the procedure, and how un-needed the body part is. The person has had their life changed by that surgery and they will never be the same as they were before. The patient may feel violated because the surgeon had their hands in his/her body. They may feel as though maybe the surgery wasn't necessary after all and might have gotten better without the procedure. They might also feel as though they are "less" because of the surgery, because now something is missing or different. They may also feel as though they are looking on their own obituaries because it was a life threatening problem. Whatever the cause for the depression, it is not uncommon and the patient needs to talk about it." Paraphrased from my surgeon's PA. I had fun with him after this and told him I was depressed because I didn't get a chance to help with the surgery and felt as though I were redundant and just an observer. He actually thought I was serious and tried to explain that I was a very necessary part of the surgery, but the Warrant Officer (nurse) laughing behind him gave me away. The PA then told me that I didn't need his help and left the room. Pam S. |
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Sherry wrote: That's interesting. I found cardiologists to be clueless about anything except cardiology. I went to the ER for jaw pain. I thought I had TMJ or something. They decided because of an irregular EKG to run a heart cath. The arteries in my heart were blocked so badly they didn't even bother waking me up to tell me they were going to do a quadruple bypass. So I wake up and figure something went terribly wrong. Long story short, I ended up with 11 incisions, a carotid bypass, femoral bypass besides the heart bypasses. About the third day the vascular surgeon walked in and said, "You seem depressed." Well, duh, Sherlock. Sherry Conversational gambit? Honestly, the best ones seem to be lacking in people skills, and that may have been his way of trying to get you to talk about it. The surgeon I had for my gall bladder removal (gallbladderectomy?) didn't warn me about post surgery depression. He had his PA do it. "Post surgery depression is quite common, no matter how needed the procedure, and how un-needed the body part is. The person has had their life changed by that surgery and they will never be the same as they were before. The patient may feel violated because the surgeon had their hands in his/her body. They may feel as though maybe the surgery wasn't necessary after all and might have gotten better without the procedure. They might also feel as though they are "less" because of the surgery, because now something is missing or different. They may also feel as though they are looking on their own obituaries because it was a life threatening problem. Whatever the cause for the depression, it is not uncommon and the patient needs to talk about it." Paraphrased from my surgeon's PA. I had fun with him after this and told him I was depressed because I didn't get a chance to help with the surgery and felt as though I were redundant and just an observer. He actually thought I was serious and tried to explain that I was a very necessary part of the surgery, but the Warrant Officer (nurse) laughing behind him gave me away. The PA then told me that I didn't need his help and left the room. Pam S. |
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In article . net,
Tanada wrote: Sherry wrote: That's interesting. I found cardiologists to be clueless about anything except cardiology. I went to the ER for jaw pain. I thought I had TMJ or something. They decided because of an irregular EKG to run a heart cath. The arteries in my heart were blocked so badly they didn't even bother waking me up to tell me they were going to do a quadruple bypass. So I wake up and figure something went terribly wrong. Long story short, I ended up with 11 incisions, a carotid bypass, femoral bypass besides the heart bypasses. About the third day the vascular surgeon walked in and said, "You seem depressed." Well, duh, Sherlock. Sherry Conversational gambit? Honestly, the best ones seem to be lacking in people skills, and that may have been his way of trying to get you to talk about it. LOL...I remember one day, after my coronary artery bypass, when my surgeon came in with his flock of residents, fellows and students, and sat down on the edge of the bed and started to chat. "Are you SURE you're board-certified"? He was shocked. "What? Why?" "Does the American College of Surgeons know that you make all the time needed for patients, are friendly to students, treat residents like peers, and the nurses all love you? Terrible example...." A lot of specialists behave like their stereotypes, but there can be exceptions. It's unusual that I have problems with a cardiologist, but then, I speak cardiology better than most dialects of doctor. The surgeon I had for my gall bladder removal (gallbladderectomy?) didn't warn me about post surgery depression. He had his PA do it. "Post surgery depression is quite common, no matter how needed the procedure, and how un-needed the body part is. The person has had their life changed by that surgery and they will never be the same as they were before. The patient may feel violated because the surgeon had their hands in his/her body. They may feel as though maybe the surgery wasn't necessary after all and might have gotten better without the procedure. They might also feel as though they are "less" because of the surgery, because now something is missing or different. They may also feel as though they are looking on their own obituaries because it was a life threatening problem. Whatever the cause for the depression, it is not uncommon and the patient needs to talk about it." Paraphrased from my surgeon's PA. I had fun with him after this and told him I was depressed because I didn't get a chance to help with the surgery and felt as though I were redundant and just an observer. He actually thought I was serious and tried to explain that I was a very necessary part of the surgery, but the Warrant Officer (nurse) laughing behind him gave me away. The PA then told me that I didn't need his help and left the room. One finds fun where one can. When I had nerve surgery on my wrist, I knew the hand surgeon very well. He was doing it as a teaching procedure anyway, and was comfortable enough with me not getting panicky to include me in the discussion (I just had a regional block) and occasionally giving me a look inside my arm. It was more artistic, however, to collaborate with an invasive cardiology fellow at NIH, such that we mapped the inside of my heart with the theme of the Monty Python Norwegian Blue Parrot skit. Had half the team in hysterics and the other half utterly baffled. In general, it was a multicultural event, because one of the baffled one was the senior attending. He's Iranian-American, but most of us had to argue to find something as background music other than his favorite cowboy songs. |
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In article . net,
Tanada wrote: Sherry wrote: That's interesting. I found cardiologists to be clueless about anything except cardiology. I went to the ER for jaw pain. I thought I had TMJ or something. They decided because of an irregular EKG to run a heart cath. The arteries in my heart were blocked so badly they didn't even bother waking me up to tell me they were going to do a quadruple bypass. So I wake up and figure something went terribly wrong. Long story short, I ended up with 11 incisions, a carotid bypass, femoral bypass besides the heart bypasses. About the third day the vascular surgeon walked in and said, "You seem depressed." Well, duh, Sherlock. Sherry Conversational gambit? Honestly, the best ones seem to be lacking in people skills, and that may have been his way of trying to get you to talk about it. LOL...I remember one day, after my coronary artery bypass, when my surgeon came in with his flock of residents, fellows and students, and sat down on the edge of the bed and started to chat. "Are you SURE you're board-certified"? He was shocked. "What? Why?" "Does the American College of Surgeons know that you make all the time needed for patients, are friendly to students, treat residents like peers, and the nurses all love you? Terrible example...." A lot of specialists behave like their stereotypes, but there can be exceptions. It's unusual that I have problems with a cardiologist, but then, I speak cardiology better than most dialects of doctor. The surgeon I had for my gall bladder removal (gallbladderectomy?) didn't warn me about post surgery depression. He had his PA do it. "Post surgery depression is quite common, no matter how needed the procedure, and how un-needed the body part is. The person has had their life changed by that surgery and they will never be the same as they were before. The patient may feel violated because the surgeon had their hands in his/her body. They may feel as though maybe the surgery wasn't necessary after all and might have gotten better without the procedure. They might also feel as though they are "less" because of the surgery, because now something is missing or different. They may also feel as though they are looking on their own obituaries because it was a life threatening problem. Whatever the cause for the depression, it is not uncommon and the patient needs to talk about it." Paraphrased from my surgeon's PA. I had fun with him after this and told him I was depressed because I didn't get a chance to help with the surgery and felt as though I were redundant and just an observer. He actually thought I was serious and tried to explain that I was a very necessary part of the surgery, but the Warrant Officer (nurse) laughing behind him gave me away. The PA then told me that I didn't need his help and left the room. One finds fun where one can. When I had nerve surgery on my wrist, I knew the hand surgeon very well. He was doing it as a teaching procedure anyway, and was comfortable enough with me not getting panicky to include me in the discussion (I just had a regional block) and occasionally giving me a look inside my arm. It was more artistic, however, to collaborate with an invasive cardiology fellow at NIH, such that we mapped the inside of my heart with the theme of the Monty Python Norwegian Blue Parrot skit. Had half the team in hysterics and the other half utterly baffled. In general, it was a multicultural event, because one of the baffled one was the senior attending. He's Iranian-American, but most of us had to argue to find something as background music other than his favorite cowboy songs. |
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