Thursday, June 19, 2014

Finally, Surgery on the Callendar

 

THURSDAY, JUNE 19, 2014

Finally, Surgery on the Calendar

Dr. Hamberkamp
This morning I had the opportunity to meet with Dr. Haberkamp for a pre-op appointment and to talk about all the drama yesterday. He is such a nice man, always happy and, most importantly, optimistic about reconnecting those nerves in my face. I guess time will tell, but I still love his positive outlook and optimism. I genuinely believe in a positive mental attitude; I have been working on my body to get some results. If I tell my body to do something long enough, my brain will do it. Sounds crazy; however, being positive and optimistic is better than the opposite; even if no results happen, I will still be happy. Why? Because I choose to be satisfied.

Dr. Haberkamp looked in my ear and saw some crystallization, which means it's healthy tissue; I have worked hard to get some healthy tissue with Bacitracin and my $100 bottle of antibiotic. 
He said that having the blood is OK; we don't want to lose too much blood, and I can't afford to buy new clothes every day, but it shows him that there is HOPE in the fact that tissue is alive.
The surgery is set for July 3. To keep my ear from bleeding, the doctor put a coagulant in my ear, which will stay until surgery. It feels like slime, but this is the best my ear has looked in a long time.


That white is the coagulant.
 I have labs and am assuming more appointments before my surgery, so I will stay in Cleveland until then. I'm counting my blessings today--so happy for too many things to matter. 

2 COMMENTS:

Anonymous said...

Prayers, hugs, and positive thoughts with lots of love going your way. I'm happy that you have a date and some answers you need. Keep rockin' Cleveland!

Anonymous said...

Yes, keep rockin' Cleveland. You might want to visit The Rock and Roll Hall of Fame and Museum in Cleveland. :-)

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