March 19, 2009, 10:11 AM
Over slept this morning, had a very hard time going to sleep last night. It happens, a string of nights where you send your mind into all those dream places you’ve made up, trying to start your on dream thus, falling asleep. Deep sleep. The not waking up every 20 minutes because you feel the red light of the alarm clock boring a hole in your head despite the pillow over it, and even though you try not to look into the monsters face…you wait for what is surely and hours before peeking from under the pillow to find the monsters red LD laughing at you, beaming it’s success it shows all, You looked, and it had only been 18 minutes from the last time! Grrrr!
Didn’t expect Dr. Flake to send me over to the hospital for more blood test yesterday but after our visit he did. The next test will be swallowing a camera pill and follow it’s trek through my system.
He is also contacting some gastro specialist friend of his for consultation and wants to discuss my case with his brother who is a pediatrician specialist in gastro system problems. They may want to start a case study on adults with Crohn’s,/IBS/Colitis who in childhood had gastro problems as well.
I love, love, love Dr. Flake. Doctor William Flake of Berryville Arkansas is a gift to all he touches. A surgeon who talks real talk to you. Not over your head though God knows when you look in this mans eye you see knowledge. Knowledge from the hunger of learning and research. I believe he’s in his late 60’s early 70’s and is from a family of physicians. Including his mother and brother. More than a just a good ole boy, country/farmer doctor. You can see the passion in his eyes. He will get to the bottom of what ales you or find someone who can. If I mention his name to others in his profession, they nod and smile. ‘Good man!’ they always say. He understands the pain and nausea and chronic or not, incurable or not, he want to find what will make it easier to live with. As if this were HIS problem. I am blessed to have him.
I loved when he was explaining the procedure of removing my gal bladder. He grinned and giggles telling the story how in med school, they’d practice this surgery on pigs! Easier to get than cadavers and the pigs gal bladder is very similar to ours! Who knew!!
The pork could not be sold for food after that even though it was just fine for eating, so, they did! The interns didn’t starve thanks to the pork chops!!
Over slept this morning, had a very hard time going to sleep last night. It happens, a string of nights where you send your mind into all those dream places you’ve made up, trying to start your on dream thus, falling asleep. Deep sleep. The not waking up every 20 minutes because you feel the red light of the alarm clock boring a hole in your head despite the pillow over it, and even though you try not to look into the monsters face…you wait for what is surely and hours before peeking from under the pillow to find the monsters red LD laughing at you, beaming it’s success it shows all, You looked, and it had only been 18 minutes from the last time! Grrrr!
Didn’t expect Dr. Flake to send me over to the hospital for more blood test yesterday but after our visit he did. The next test will be swallowing a camera pill and follow it’s trek through my system.
He is also contacting some gastro specialist friend of his for consultation and wants to discuss my case with his brother who is a pediatrician specialist in gastro system problems. They may want to start a case study on adults with Crohn’s,/IBS/Colitis who in childhood had gastro problems as well.
I love, love, love Dr. Flake. Doctor William Flake of Berryville Arkansas is a gift to all he touches. A surgeon who talks real talk to you. Not over your head though God knows when you look in this mans eye you see knowledge. Knowledge from the hunger of learning and research. I believe he’s in his late 60’s early 70’s and is from a family of physicians. Including his mother and brother. More than a just a good ole boy, country/farmer doctor. You can see the passion in his eyes. He will get to the bottom of what ales you or find someone who can. If I mention his name to others in his profession, they nod and smile. ‘Good man!’ they always say. He understands the pain and nausea and chronic or not, incurable or not, he want to find what will make it easier to live with. As if this were HIS problem. I am blessed to have him.
I loved when he was explaining the procedure of removing my gal bladder. He grinned and giggles telling the story how in med school, they’d practice this surgery on pigs! Easier to get than cadavers and the pigs gal bladder is very similar to ours! Who knew!!
The pork could not be sold for food after that even though it was just fine for eating, so, they did! The interns didn’t starve thanks to the pork chops!!
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