I spoke to my college roommate (in her 60’s) whose secretary’s friend’s daughter is a dental student. She heard Eva speak and called her mom immediately afterwards to say what she complained about in her mouth is Oral Cancer. The mother denied it saying her husband is a reknown anesthesiologist and their dentist is excellent so it can’t be. The daughter spoke to her professor, got the name of a doctor in LA, called and made an appointment and flew home to take her Mom. The mother ended up having radical surgery and is now going through chemo.
When I told my friend that I think the speaker is lives in my community and her name is Eva Grayzel, it went back down the line for confirmation. I found out earlier that day that indeed it was Eva. Eva, you saved her life.
P.S.: It is amazing that we found ourselves in the same place last night so I could share the story; Much more amazing than you would ever think because other than work, I live a very reclusive lifestyle by choice since the death of my daughter (cancer) and husband.”
As a physician myself, I know that change occurs very slowly in the medical community. Eva, your practical (and what should be obvious advice) is not always practiced even by physicians and dentists with the best reputations. You are making such a difference, as this amazing story demonstrates, and I am so proud to know you.
Robert Arnold’s Story
Life was good in my mid-thirties; just started to live my life with my new wife, when a simple trip to see the dentist about an irritated wisdom tooth changed the whole course of my life. I had no symptoms of any kind, no idea I was sick. Upon arriving at the dentist office, I was greeted with the usual how have you been, and was brought back to the dentist chair. After a short conversation about the NY Giants, the dentist started with an examination. He determined a popcorn kernel shell was causing my discomfort. He suggestedI have the wisdom removed and got me an appointment that morning with the surgeon.
My fate was revealed to me in two ways: the x-ray had some dark shadowing, and when they pulled the tooth it released easier than expected and had a grey unhealthy tissue attached to it. He wanted to remove the tissue. I can be a little vain and did not want anyone cutting into my face. So, I made an appointment with a maxi facial surgeon who took a biopsy. The lab was slow in getting us results, so we asked the doctor to refer us to Sloan Kettering in Manhattan. The chief head/neck surgeon took more x rays and biopsies and a couple days later we were told that I had a ostso sarcoma of the mandible.
Two weeks later I was on the table for a ten hour surgery, a free flap fibula to rebuild my jaw. This was the first operation of what would eventually be three. And the story continues with radiation, chemo……. Needless to say it a changed my life in many ways.
Robert, Thank you for submitting your story. It’s is a good reminder to put ourselves and our health first. You went right on for another opinion and wasted no more time waiting for answers. Good for you!