Showing posts with label stories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stories. Show all posts

Saturday, February 13, 2010

The story of my ear

Hello! This is my first attempt at doing any writing post-surgery. Please ignore all poorly crafted sentences.

Thursday's surgeries went well, meaning the end results were exactly what we hoped. However, it would be totally Pollyanna of me to suggest it was fun or in anyway pleasant. In fact, *gasp* there were some particularly unpleasant moments during the day. The worst of which was the injection of more nuclear medicines into my earlobe. I received four shots around the tumor site; the initial prick was just that. However, the subsequent injection was horribly painful. I can only describe it as feeling like hot barbed wire being threaded into my ear.

There is a particular irony to this being the most painful of my experiences thus far. You see, we have been noting that in my entire team of surgeons, oncologists, and second opinion givers (Sloan Kettering) there has not been a single white male among them. This has seemed remarkable, and we have been amused. And, this is not something we had any conscious effort in establishing. It just happened that we have a series of white women and Asian-American men going to bat for me. (We do have a theory about medical networks and old boys clubs...) However, let it be noted that the radiologist who injected me with evil barbs of pain was a white man. I know, I know, I can already hear Rush Limbaugh making claims of reversed racism and sexism. However, it does seem that, based on my one experience of a white male doctor, they inflict pain and generally cannot be trusted. (Ha! Telling the story this way makes me laugh an awful lot. My apologies to all of the "good" white men out there, including several white male doctor-friends ;)

I don't really have lot more to say right now. The drugs and discomfort make it so that typing is somewhat awkward. However, I would like to share the list so far of all of the creative stories, invented by friends and family, that might explain where my left earlobe has gone:

1) A fight with Mike Tyson (a least 5 people suggested this)
2) Van Gogh (multiple nominations)
3) Aliens took it so that they could clone enough Amys to populate their galaxy
4) "Why I no longer have a parrot!"
5) SHARK ATTACK!

Other great comments that do not work as stories include "Earlobes are overrated" and "I think Amy will look hot without an earlobe. Hell, I think I would look hot without an earlobe too!"