So, this past Tuesday was my first consult with the doctor. I will need a nutrition consult, a shrink consult and some labs before they will submit a request to the insurance company. All 3 appointments are scheduled for Mon/Tues/Wed of next week. I am not messing around with this fatness anymore! So, by the end of next week, hopefully a file will be faxed to the insurance company who will then turn around my case in 14 days. I would like to see this surgery scheduled by the end of the month of May. I think it will be easiest on both work and my body. Another hot Summer will kill me! Did I mention I hate sweating!
I have made my first consultation with Dr. Enochs. He has come recommended to me by a former preceptor and a co-worker. The former preceptor had a RNY. I am looking to just have gastric banding. I am not ready for something incredibly invasive like RNY nor do I want to loose weight at that pace. Enochs makes me nervous though I have not met him yet. His commercials and office staff make him sound as if he is all about the money although multiple feedback reports state that he is very nice. One of his office assistances state that he is often late for clinic. I hope not! I can't be late for work everytime I have an appointment with him. Looking forward to April 20! I want to meet him and form an entire opinion. It isn't just about one day of surgery but years of follow-through. It is important to choose the right team for life!
So, it is late Saturday night and I am thinking about this change that is coming. No, not Obama's promise but my promise to myself to loose it for life. My first consult is Tuesday morning and I am excited. I have typed a list of questions and combed the message boards looking for complaints and other experiences with the band so that I can be through at the consult. I am much interested in a surgeon that I work with however he has not been granted privileges to perform over at the west location however he is working on that. I will continue onward with this adventure of meeting the clinically late Enochs (or so is his reputation) and hope for the best. This evening I went to dinner at On The Border and realized that I may only be able to eat there for a few more weeks. Once the band is installed, it will be a while before I can enjoy fajitas again! Good thing I am not a soda addict. Hugs to myself for taking this step!
