Yesterday marked my 45th check in to Tripler Army Medical Center (TAMC) on Foursquare. Surprisingly, I am not actually the mayor. Plenty of folks are in far dire circumstances than I am, and every time I go there, all the handicapped spots are full. My weekly trips to TAMC do feel somewhat like an arranged marriage. I didn’t really want it, but parts of it seems to be working out better than expected. I have heard other complain about military care, but in my case it is quite the opposite. Two successful cancer surgeries, and now radiation with state of the art machines. I have been blessed by wonderful doctors and nurses throughout this journey who truly care. I can tell you that a civilian doctor has never given me their cell phone number (in case of emergencies) I can’t imagine another place that could care for me so completely. Yesterday was a double whammy of getting a small part of my ear removed in a biopsy (skin cancer will have to get in line behind ovarian cancer) and a visit to the surgeon to check on fascia pain. The doctor seems to think the fascia is fighting back. Clearly, the fascia doesn’t know me well enough. I look forward to the time when a weekly hospital visit is not the norm, but for the time being. this is the way of things.
You are in my thoughts & prayers daily my friend. Love you girl!
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(((hugs)))
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Beautifully written Kym.
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I think Tripler is amazing! Great care and great staff! (Yourself included!)
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No surprises that the doctors and nurses at TAMC have joined the very long line of people that truly care about you.
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Awwww….too kind!
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