“Creepy? I'm a neurosurgeon, it's my job to look at this stuff. The fact that you have it on the Internet is what's scary."
Today I saw a neurosurgeon and an epileptologist to get a second opinion about my second craniotomy.
I wasn’t changing my mind about my current neurosurgeon; rather, I got more questions answered and now feel even more confident in what will happen next.
I was proud of myself at this appointment because it was the first time I asked about 95% of the questions (as opposed to Uncle Bob and I trading questions 50-50).
Before my first surgery I had no idea what this whole “cancer business” was all about, but now I am more educated—about cancer and about asking questions.
Today I was a total badass
The neurosurgeon asked about my previous surgery. He was having trouble looking for my scar, which hidden by my hair.
I said, “This may sound creepy, but I have a photo of my incision two weeks after surgery while the stitches are still in it. It's on the Internet, I could show you.”
“Creepy? I'm a neurosurgeon, it's my job to look at this stuff. The fact that you have it on the Internet is what's scary."
Good one, doctor. Good one.