Oh, we were informed by a friend and seasoned patient that the M.D. in M.D. Anderson stands for Most of the Day! We get it.
So we started our surgical consult with the Surgical Assistant who gave Amy another consultation (that's proper for breast massage to observe the tumor and look for anything else suspicious). By this point, she's had so many, she just opens up the gown and flips them puppies out. The SA seemed impressed about our primary doctor listed on our chart and asked how we were able to get him - apparantly he's the deparmtent head, a Yale graduate, and a published doctor who also teaches in Medical School. We wanted to tell her that we didn't ask for him or anyone and really don't want to be here. But, we didn't. We just smiled and said that it just happened that way.
After she and her observer left (yes, another Surgical Assistant, but still a student, who was tagging along) the main doctor joined us. I have to say he reminded me of a cross between Adrian Monk and all of Mathew Broderick characters. Once again, breast consultation (you know the drill). He was witty and intently focused and seemed to keep a sense of humor that you really had to be sharp on or miss the punchline. And like all of our consults here, tons of information with only a portion retained. Amy and I will discuss what he said later and have complete different interpretations of what we heard...I know, so what's new?
Anyway, we like him and look forward to working with him in a few months. The sooner the better.
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Amy and her Momma Shirley John 3:16 ...And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love. |
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