Part 5

After going through a range of emotions once again we finally decided to implant the Baha (hearing aid) into her skull permanently in order to get rid of the headband.  The surgery was scheduled and we went to the ENT for our pre-op appointment.  When we walked into the office that day the doctor acted as if he had never seen us before.  He started explaining what a Baha is and what our options were, as if he didn't have a clue who we were.  I was stumped.  We had been seeing him for years and suddenly he knew nothing about us.  He stumbled all over himself when I pointed out that she had been a patient since birth and that surgery was scheduled in just a few days.

I was mad.  How could he forget us or at the very least not read his notes?!  I couldn't trust him to do surgery on my baby girl when he didn't seem to care.  We cancelled the surgery and walked out of that appointment.

We decided to go to a different doctor in hopes of starting the process all over again.  This doctor answered many of our questions and then he said, "I will do whatever you want me to do, but I will not do anything until you know all of your options and can make an educated decision" and with that he sent us back to Dr. Muntz at Primary Children's Hospital.  

As I recounted this story to a dear friend of mine she pointed out that perhaps the first doctor had been given a stooper of thought.  Perhaps it had been a tender mercy that he had "forgotten" us.  Had we gone ahead with that surgery we never would've pursued another doctor which led us to Primary Children's which led us to a new found hope to restore hearing!