Before my procedure with Dr. Weinzapfel, I was cautioned seven ways to Sunday about the notoriously dicey proposition of back surgery. Some said that they call it “back” surgery because you keep coming “back” for more. My neighbor, who suffers from a similar form of spondylolisthesis, simply cautioned, “Don’t let them cut you.” As a result, I was primed for suspicion, and sought out several opinions.
In the end, however, all of the opinions seemed to converge on vertebral fusion, as Dr. Weinzapfel had recommended from the beginning. He was frank, realistic, and excellent at conveying what was surely a complicated matter in layman’s terms. He spent as much time with me as I needed, and magically never seemed in a hurry to get on to the next patient, even though I know I must have been that “next patient” to the one before me. He immediately gained my respect and trust, and has kept it ever since.
Before I knew Dr. Weinzapfel, I had only the words of my G.P. to go on, who said simply, “He’s the one you see in this town if you have back problems.” Now that I know him, I understand why he has that reputation. Three years on, my condition is 100% improved. I continue to pursue my somewhat ill-advised hobby of carving chainsaw bears, and though Dr. Weinzapfel admonishes me when I mention what it sometimes takes to wrestle the logs around, it didn’t stop him from taking one of my bears home. Thanks, Dr. Weinzapfel, for keeping me standing up straight!