I had a pretty bad stuck episode this afternoon. Bad enough to where I was throwing up my own saliva. Not good. I put in a call to my surgeon's answering service, and got one of the other guys in the practice who does not do lap band. Side note: my doc is in a general surgery practice, and he is, as far as I know, the only one doing gastric banding. So, this doc I talk to pretty much tells me I'm going to have to suck it up until tomorrow morning when Dr. K will be in the office. Um, what?!@ the!@% fuck#&%? I was all like, you do understand that I am dry heaving my own saliva and haven't had anything to drink for hours? And he was all, well if you get dehydrated then you'll have to go to emergency and they'll give you fluids. And I'm all, Oh, so I can dry heave all night in the ER with the added discomfort of an IV? Thanks buddy.
First of all, I'm appalled that none of the other surgeons in this group could be bothered to learn how to deflate a band. I mean, come ON. I could talk them through it if I absolutely had to. But no.
Second, I can't believe it, but the words actually came out of his mouth that my doc couldn't be bothered to show up at ER because "it's the weekend." Now, I'm willing to give him the benefit of the doubt, but really? Really. I'll be asking my doc next time I see him about this. I can't believe there's no PA or resident or freaking ANYONE besides him who can do an urgent unfill. I mean, this is a big hospital in a big hospital system. Fuckers. It's ridiculous. And to think I work for this hospital system!
Lucky for them, things loosened up after a few hours, and I was able to drink some tea. I'm hanging in there for now. Liquids tomorrow, you can be sure.
So, now I'm questioning whether I want to look for someone else to handle my fills. It's annoying, to say the least. I don't want to make any rash decisions, but the lack of concern, well... concerns me. What would you do? Inquiring minds want to know!