Getting To The Bottom Of The Problem

Well, today was the day I was both waiting for and dreading.  The day of the specialist/surgeon appointment.  This one was a lady and she was super nice.  She didn’t have to use that horrible tool this time and she  totally empathized when I told her about what happened with the rude, male doctor I saw (who is in the same medical group and office she is in.  They have like 4 or 5 exam rooms or whatever and 4 or so doctors so it’s not like he heard me, not that I care).  Anyway, she even explained what can cause the fissures to be painful and a bit of how to try to keep your diet stable in order to handle it.

We are going to try, yet another, type of cream but this one has a really high success rate for curing people.  If it doesn’t work; our next step will be Botox into the area.  She said Botox does pretty much the same thing as surgery.  She said surgery is a last resort because some people who have surgery can become incontinent when it comes to gas or bowel movements and then they must have a follow-up surgery later.

Now, I have to find a Coumpound Pharmacy somewhere close to me and see if it is covered by insurance and how much this is all going to cost.    I would say I also need to have patience but it’s been over a year so I have lots of that.  Plus, if theres a real cure for this, it’s worth the wait.

I Made The Call and Thoughts on Cream

Okay, so I called my Gastro today and he is going to get me a referral to a Surgeon.  Here we go again.  I sure hope I get some help this time.  The last experience with a surgeon was horrible.

I didn’t even know this doc was a Surgeon!  My P.C. had referred me to him for this same thing.  He used this horrible tool down there after I told him how much pain I am going through and how sensitive I am and he bagged on me for practically being in tears.  He said “if your in pain now there is no way you will handle surgery”, I said, “Won’t I be asleep?” and he said  “Yes, but I mean during recovery.”  (Can we say Pain Meds?  Let’s say it together..shall we?..slowly..”Paaaiiin Meedddsss”.  Now faster and louder.  Just me. sorry.  “I CAN HANDLE FLIPPIN PAIN MEDS DURING RECOVERY!”)  So, basically, he bagged on me for being in pain and refused to help me.  It was his nurse assistant that suggested hot baths periodically that might help and I think he did give me some cream.

Oooh Cream, that’s the big thing now.  They give you Cream.  Cream to get your underwear all messy.  Cream to take the pain away or to cool the area down for an hour or so until you need to reapply it.  Isn’t Cream wonderful?  When, you run out, just call the pharmacy or if it was generic they suggested, feel free to go to the store and fork out more money and buy more.  Either way, why don’t you just get addicted to Cream.  Cream in an area where you never wanted to put Cream..unless you are that type of person..then you can have someone else put the cream on for you..but I digress.  I am tired of Cream.  I want a solution to the whole damn problem!

I wish I could tell the docs what to do with their Creams but it probably would not help the situation.  Right now, it does help…temporarily.