The first neurosurgeon I visited said I needed a "guru" and that there weren't any in this part of the country.  His suggestion was that I seek consults in Phoenix, Little Rock, Pittsburgh, or somewhere in Florida.

The risks involved possible loss of sight in one or both eyes, partial or complete loss of cognition, or even stroke to mention a few.  I thanked him for his time and candor as he admitted that he wasn't the surgeon for me.

My 3 cm. meningioma was located on the right optic nerve, the pituitary gland, and the carotid artery.  All I could do was leave it in God's capable hands, continuing my search.

The next neurosurgeon on my list was Dr. Paul C. Francel of OU Medical Center, right here in Oklahoma City.  Although, according to the first neurosurgeon there was no one in this area capable, I decided to proceed with my plan to consult with Dr. Francel. He had been referred to me by a colleague who had done research on Parkinson's Disease via the internet.  She said he was on the cutting edge of neurosurgery and had made quite a name for himself.

On February 16, 2001, Mom, a friend, and I went for my 2:00 p.m. appointment with Dr. Francel.  He spent two and a half hours with us.  In that time I learned of many of his professional accomplishments, was given detailed answers to my two typed pages of questions, and was assured he could successfully remove my tumor with minimal risk.

As he examined me, he asked about the scar on my neck.  Mom spoke up and said, "Well, Linda's a cancer survivor."  He looked solemnly at me and asked, "What are you doing here?"  I was thrown for a few seconds.  Then, I smiled and said, "I'm here by the GRACE of GOD."  That's when we began witnessing.  My spirit was lifted to know that this man openly gives all the Glory and credit to God.

I left the appointment with feelings of relief and renewed hope.  I spent the next couple of days praying to make the right decision. I was contacted on Monday by his office.  At that time,  I asked if there were any current or former patients who I could contact for references.  I was given three names.  One of those names was Arnold Allen.

I called Arnold Allen and left a message.  My call was returned by Nancy, his wife.  Nancy spoke with my mother.  I later spoke with Arnold and Nancy, myself.   I also met another patient of Dr. Francel's.  Finally, I made arrangements to have Dr. Francel perform my surgery.

On March 21, 2001, my meningioma was successfully, 100% removed. 

To date, there has been no tumor regrowth.  Praise the Lord!

Not only did I find my 'guru,' Dr. Francel, but I found an 'angel' of a friend in Nancy Allen!