Unappealing Options

I saw my neurosurgeon today and he conveyed to me that he's not happy with my progress.  I'm certainly not pleased (bank robbers and some drug dealers have served less time than I have)and kindly offered some really unappealing surgical options.  Anytime I hear the word, "shunt", I shudder a little.  Sort of like when I hear the word "catheter", that's good for an involuntary cringe or two.  It must have been a banner day for someone someplace because the "shunts" and "catheters" were discussed at length.  And semi-permanent, also mentioned.  I'm not a big fan of anything semi-permanent, either make a commitment to permanence or don't.  The term "semi" implies that the recipient of whatever is "semi" has a choice of keeping or discarding said item when, in reality, it's the installer who keeps the control because the installer has the expertise to remove the "semi-permanent" whatever.

In any event, I have a couple more doctors to see and a little time to consider these and other appealing options.  I keep saying to my patient (the quality found in humans, mostly) spouse that I'll undergo any treatment, but now I'm not so sure.  Maybe I do have a limit to how much misery I can handle.  It's different from getting medical attention because you have to.  Signing on for the unknown is scary!  I'm not sure if I can do it, I'll let you know if I do.