Dr. Liza Stapleford « Voice of the Valley

E.D. (Hint: Doesn’t Stand for Erectile Dysfunction)

Yesterday morning, Jill and I decided we were on the road to nowhere. A call to Dr. Pippas and an explanation of the depth of my exhaustion and the severity of my pain sent us packing to the beautiful, newly-renovated and improved E.D. (Hint: does stand for emergency department) at The Medical Center. Although I’ve [...] [...]

Good Report Today

I am so sorry that this post is coming so late. I only slept for about 3 hours last night and when we hit our hotel room after our appointment, I took a much needed 2.5 hour nap. I got up just in time to meet two of our sons and Michael’s girlfriend for dinner. [...] [...]

Scanxiety

We leave tomorrow morning for a quick trip to Emory for a follow up on my radiosurgery with Dr. Liza Stapleford. I had an MRI without contrast media last week. Since Dr. Pippas ordered the MRI, he’ll have to give the OK for the radiology department at The Medical Center to release a disk containing [...] [...]

Back From the Snake Pit

I spent about an hour last night talking to Jill about some of the hilarious antics I’ve displayed since Wednesday. I have an almost holy respect right now for the drug Xanax simply because of its ability to render me completely free of anxiety during these highly confining procedures I’ve had to have with my [...] [...]

Round Two is Over

Here I sit, finally back home, in my leather chair and completely exhausted. We stopped by the office for a few hours late this afternoon to get some pressing things done. I made a few phone calls, mostly to family, but I made one very special phone call to my friend (not my doctor at [...] [...]

A Piece of Cupcake

Jill and I slept in this morning after a ridiculously early evening dinner with sons, Michael and Adam at Cafe di’ Sol in Atlanta’s Poncey Highlands area near their neighborhoods. All I could think about was the Seinfeld episode where Jerry’s parents often went to dinner in time to get the early bird special. Last [...] [...]

Change of Plans

Go ahead and call me a big ol’ p–sy (pansy), but in spite of a surprisingly strong desire to experience the upcoming radiosurgery treatment awake so I can write about it on this blog, I have taken the offer from Dr. Stapleford to have the treatment under anesthesia. WAIT, HOLD THE PRESSES, I just took [...] [...]

Wednesday is Fry Day

Finally got the call from Emory to schedule the radiosurgery. They always call our home. We are working people and we’re not home during the day. Mary, the dosimetrist, called and left a message that they want to do the treatment on Wednesday at 11:30 a.m. GREAT! I’m thinking, Delta is Ready When You Are. [...] [...]

On to Fry Day

Finally got word from Dr. Liza Stapleford this tonight around 7 p.m. that her caucus with Dr. Hadjapanayis confirmed that the radiosurgery has been green lighted. So it is on to Fry Day (a little radiation therapy humor). Dr. S says that someone will call me on Monday to set up the CT simulation and [...] [...]

Five Million Words Escaped Me

Women supposedly speak about 20,000 words per day, a number that is exactly 13,000 more words than the average man speaks during that same day. That means around about 160,000 words are spoken in our office each day by the eight women who are here every day. Another 80,000 are spoken by four other women [...] [...]

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