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Dr. Hasan is sick for the next few days. He has a virus. He's in no shape to operate. As a result, myself and three other girls got moved from yesterday to today. They gave us our pick of available doctors and we decided to go with Dr. Jarial. While I haven't found much research on him and feel a bit weird having to choose a doctor so last minute, things happen for a reason. When you mention his name around the office and inquire about him, you can see that people kind of light up. They keep mentioning how precise and careful he is with his work. He also is known for reconstructive surgery so I feel like I'm in good hands with him.
Will keep you posted.
Will keep you posted.
As If it couldn't be worse
Morning of surgery. I wake up to call at 7am from Dr. Hasan saying he has a fever/runny nose and won't be able to perform my surgery today. He blamed it on his children and said I wouldn't want him to perform on me when he's not at his best. He offered for me to come back next week ( I can't because these are booked flights and hotel and nurses and massages) or see another doctor.
I'm so mad, I'm trying not to explode into a fit.
I'm so mad, I'm trying not to explode into a fit.
Coordinator Nightmares 3
Ok, next I have weight and height taken. It was freezing in the office so I had on a hoodie and a jacket. Yes, it's THAT cold.
I asked if I needed to take off my jacket and hoodie to be weighed. She says no you're fine. You're fit. For reference, I'm 5'10.5 with an athletic build. She weighs me and I come in at 199. I weighed myself that morning and was about 194, so I don't think much of it. She takes my BMI and it's around 27, still under the max of 30 for Hassan. I ask if there is anything else I need to do. They say no, so I check out with the front desk.
I sign everything and I leave the office to go to my hotel. On the way to the hotel, I'm chatting through text with my nurse. She asks me about meds. I think "you know what they didn't say anything about meds, let me confirm in case they forgot." Because that's likely as hell at this point.
Of course the pre-op coordinator is busy and will need to call me back. She gives me a call in about 15 minutes. I'm thinking this is about my inquiry on medicine. Nooooooo, of course not. She's calling me back but to tell me that I will need to switched to a different doctor bc of my BMI. WAIT WHAT THE FK??! I said hold up. You must have the wrong patient. My BMI is under the needed amount as is my weight what are you talking about?? She says, well that's not what the tech wrote down so either we can cancel your surgery, switch doctors or you can come and get weighed again. We close in 15 minutes. I WENT ALL THE WAY OFF!
Not to mention, I'm eating so now I know I'm about to weigh more. The first two options are not even options in my eyes. But I don't give a fck what time they thought they were closing, they better stay up there until I come. They wait until I finish eating and I head black up. I wasn't about to rush for their bull.
I get back up there clearly with an attitude bc I'm wasting money on Ubers at this point. They weigh me, naked this time, and what do you effing know. I'm under the weight and BMI limit. The same girl weighs me so I'm giving her the MEANEST side eye. She says it must have been the jacket and hoodie. I said I ASKED you if I needed to remove it and you SAID no. On top of that, I was STILL under weight and BMI with it on. So I don't know WTF you wrote down but I don't appreciate my time and money being wasted. She kept saying she apologized etc etc. She tells me to make sure I eat healthy tonight and be prepared for tomorrow arriving at 10 and I'm going to look so good.
At this point I'm like Girl STFU so I can get out of here, cuz I'm tired and over all of y'all.
Anyway, that's where I am now. Surgery tomorrow. Arriving to the surgical center at 10a. Will update later.
I asked if I needed to take off my jacket and hoodie to be weighed. She says no you're fine. You're fit. For reference, I'm 5'10.5 with an athletic build. She weighs me and I come in at 199. I weighed myself that morning and was about 194, so I don't think much of it. She takes my BMI and it's around 27, still under the max of 30 for Hassan. I ask if there is anything else I need to do. They say no, so I check out with the front desk.
I sign everything and I leave the office to go to my hotel. On the way to the hotel, I'm chatting through text with my nurse. She asks me about meds. I think "you know what they didn't say anything about meds, let me confirm in case they forgot." Because that's likely as hell at this point.
Of course the pre-op coordinator is busy and will need to call me back. She gives me a call in about 15 minutes. I'm thinking this is about my inquiry on medicine. Nooooooo, of course not. She's calling me back but to tell me that I will need to switched to a different doctor bc of my BMI. WAIT WHAT THE FK??! I said hold up. You must have the wrong patient. My BMI is under the needed amount as is my weight what are you talking about?? She says, well that's not what the tech wrote down so either we can cancel your surgery, switch doctors or you can come and get weighed again. We close in 15 minutes. I WENT ALL THE WAY OFF!
Not to mention, I'm eating so now I know I'm about to weigh more. The first two options are not even options in my eyes. But I don't give a fck what time they thought they were closing, they better stay up there until I come. They wait until I finish eating and I head black up. I wasn't about to rush for their bull.
I get back up there clearly with an attitude bc I'm wasting money on Ubers at this point. They weigh me, naked this time, and what do you effing know. I'm under the weight and BMI limit. The same girl weighs me so I'm giving her the MEANEST side eye. She says it must have been the jacket and hoodie. I said I ASKED you if I needed to remove it and you SAID no. On top of that, I was STILL under weight and BMI with it on. So I don't know WTF you wrote down but I don't appreciate my time and money being wasted. She kept saying she apologized etc etc. She tells me to make sure I eat healthy tonight and be prepared for tomorrow arriving at 10 and I'm going to look so good.
At this point I'm like Girl STFU so I can get out of here, cuz I'm tired and over all of y'all.
Anyway, that's where I am now. Surgery tomorrow. Arriving to the surgical center at 10a. Will update later.
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