We met with Dr. Culp this morning, three weeks after our initial appointment. I had a list of questions for him written down as Jennifer had suggested. He answered all of them in a reassuring way so that I felt better about this meeting with him. He is scheduling surgery several weeks in advance but would try to get me in earlier with cancellations. So now we wait until we hear from his office. He said the surgery was minimally invasive, not cutting into muscle and entering from the anterior side. He said I might go home the same day and I could get up the steps—as long as I did not have to keep going up and down. He said he could guarantee 99% success-I told him I didn’t ask for 100 %. The 1% was for complications which can happen with any surgery, I know. So the process is started and I feel less anxiety for the moment at least. His office will take care of the insurance process. He said something like he could feel the pain when he looked at my x-ray.
We celebrated with the IHOP trip we have been talking about ever since we gave up on our Florida trip in January. It was a senior breakfast of 2-2-2 for me and French toast for Jim and it was a very filling treat. I emailed my friend Peggy who was praying for me—and emailed Jeff and Susan who were here Saturday when I was not doing well. Jeff said he would refrain from saying, “It’s another sign you are growing up.” That was our phrase for him as he grew older—another sign you are growing old in my case. Maybe I will feel less old in three months—the recovery time Dr. Culp anticipated for full recovery.
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