Had two doctor appointments today, Tuesday the 8th, eight days after I was released from Cleveland Clinic, and 12 days after the surgery to remove my tumor.
Dr. Erika Woodson of Cleveland Clinic, who performed the surgery that took out the tumor, removed my stitches. I’ve decided not to put another picture here on the web, because some people are grossed out by it, including none other than fellow WTAM 1100 news anchor Carmen Angelo. Of course, Carmen does a great job of grossing us out by eating like a pig and quoting from questionable movies, but I digress.
Dr. Woodson gave me the permission to drive. That made my wife happy. Also made me happy, as I drive a little faster than she does. No, make that a lot faster.
Dr. Woodson also said that since I don’t have to worry about driving heavy loading equipment at work, she says I can return to work.
I told her about some strange hearing in my right ear. When I hear people talk, they sound like they’re on helium. I had a hearing test done, and was told that this tends to be the case when people get into their 50s (which I am) but not overnight. Of course, I no longer can hear in my left ear, so there may be a chance that the left ear helped make up for the problem with the right ear.
My next appointment was with Dr. Daniel Alam, also of Cleveland Clinic. He’s in charge of facial aesthetics and reconstructive surgery. I needed to see Dr. Alam because of what happened when my tumor was removed – and by the way, this is from my December MRI, and you can see my tumor on the right side.
Anyway, when the tumor was removed, there was already damage to some of the nerves that control the left side of my face. Dr. Alam has the plan ready to go to connect some of my left facial muscles to my jaw, to create a muscular sling to help lift up the left side of my mouth, and to connect the left side of the mouth the right side. Cool, eh?
He told me that he did similar surgery for a South American sportscaster who needed to be able to talk to cover the 2010 World Cup.
Gee, if Dr. Alam does this for me, I can go on the air and yell “GOOOOOOAAAAALLLLL!”
This surgery could happen by the end of the month. Until then, I can talk. I slur a tiny bit, but to help prevent that, the medical staff at Cleveland Clinic gave me a supply of 3M strips. I attach one end to the area between my upper lip and nose. I attach the other end to my left cheek. That will allow me to talk with only about 1% slurring.
I’m off the oxycontin, but for the next week I am on steroids. I also have to take a medication daily to prevent brain seizures, at least until it runs out.
Well, folks, time to wrap this up. I’ve had some folks suggest a second opinion, but I feel I’ll likely stick with the Cleveland Clinic staff.
By the way, I told Dr. Woodson today about my first time out to eat this past Saturday night. The wife and I went to Five Guys. Can’t say bad things about their burgers. Problem is, with my left jaw still a bit sore, I was trying to figure out how to eat a hamburger that usually stands about four to five inches tall. Solution? Bring a knife and fork with us. Loved that burger. Yum! Told Dr. Woodson about this today, and so I have a feeling that she and her family will be trying Five Guys (and their boardwalk-style fries) very soon.




