Introducing Dr. Keith Blackwell
Went to UCLA Medical Plaza this morning to meet with Dr. Blackwell. Like Dr. McNicoll, a very nice man who talks entirely too much about worst-case scenarios. If you're squeamish, do not read the next paragraph.
He described how I may wake-up with a titanium jaw if the cancer has spread that far, or if they need to get farther down my throat and split my jaw at the chin to open it up. So call me "9-iron" because that's what a lot of golf clubs are made out of. He doesn't think I'll have any problems breathing, but I may also wake up with a tracheotomy hole on my throat. And I thought they couldn't freak me out more than they already have.
Nine more days and counting. Tomorrow I meet with the internist and anesthesiologist.
He described how I may wake-up with a titanium jaw if the cancer has spread that far, or if they need to get farther down my throat and split my jaw at the chin to open it up. So call me "9-iron" because that's what a lot of golf clubs are made out of. He doesn't think I'll have any problems breathing, but I may also wake up with a tracheotomy hole on my throat. And I thought they couldn't freak me out more than they already have.
Nine more days and counting. Tomorrow I meet with the internist and anesthesiologist.
posted by clowny | 8/17/2004 03:41:00 PM
1 Comments:
Titanium Jaw?!!! Cool and... ewww.
If you need help with the "freaking out" let me know.
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