After my dream of becoming a tubal reversal specialist, I emailed Dr. Berger to ask for his assistance in teaching me his techniques of outpatient tubal reversal microsurgery. I was a little reluctant to reach out and make contact but, as I previously mentioned, email is a great way to receive rejection.

When I received his return email I was afraid to open it. I thought I would click on the reply and read the typical - “Thanks for your interest but (fill in the blank) - we are not interested at this time.” Instead, I was astounded by his response. One line of his email is still vivid in my memory. The line read,

“I always thought one day I would be approached by the right person…..”

When I read this line in his email, I was ecstatic. I thought to myself, ‘Hey, that is me. I am the right person!’ I felt as is if I were a little high school boy who had his invitation to the prom accepted by the prettiest girl at school. These kinds of things never happen to me. I could not sleep well for several days because of my inner excitement.

The day came when I went to Chapel Hill Tubal Reversal Center for my first meeting with Dr. Berger. I was extremely tired because the night prior to our meeting had been a sleepless one since I had been on call in the hospital delivering babies.

I approached the building and entered through a passageway which led me into a courtyard. The first thing I remember was hearing the sound of a fountain echoing in the courtyard walls. It invoked a soothing feeling. The fountain was placed next to a set of stairs and was standing on a bed of small, rounded river rock. The stairs led up to the second level. I ascended the stairs to the second floor. I was extremely tired but I could not but help feel a sense of calmness within the courtyard. The experience brought back memories of being in church as a child. There was an overwhelming sense of peacefulness.

I entered the office and was seated by the receptionist. While I waited for Dr. Berger, I read through several of the photo albums in the waiting room. There were pictures of many tubal reversal babies and letters of thanks and encouragement. These photo albums seemed like the fruit of a fulfilling and successful career.

Dr. Berger came out to meet me and we went into his office and talked for about 45 minutes. I explained my desire to become a tubal ligation reversal specialist. He told me about his background and how he had come to specialize in tubal ligation reversal. His training, history, and career development were very interesting. I was especially interested in how he had evolved to solely provide such a specialized service. Although we were very different people, it became clear to me that we shared many common fundamental beliefs. Overall, I thought our meeting was very productive. At the conclusion, I shook his hand and thanked him for meeting with me. Since I knew he was busy (and I was tired) I expected to make a quick exit. As I was about to leave, Dr. Berger said, “Let me show you around.”

A strange feeling came over me. I quickly dismissed my strange feeling but readily took him up on the offer. He showed me the top office and waiting room. We then went outside, down the stairs, and past the fountain and decorative rocks. Again another strange feeling went through me- a sense of deja vu. He then showed me the break room with tables for eating, the operative rooms and the recovery room.

I was extremely impressed by two things. First, the entire place was absolutely the cleanest health care facility I had ever been in - I literally felt I could eat off the floor. Second, it was the quietest health care facility I had ever been in. I am used to noise, commotion, screaming, and yelling. I had never been in such a calm health care setting before.

At the conclusion of our tour, I shook his hand again and thanked him again for his time. I left and went to my car. As I started to put the keys into the ignition, I had to pause. I began to process what had happened. I began to investigate my sense of deja vu. I had been here before. I had seen this. I had done this before. It all began to come to me. This was the dream I had several weeks prior!

Then it all began to make sense. The two levels. The water and the fountain. The boulders. The table. The sense of happiness and calm……….these things never happen to me. I quickly suppressed these feelings. Why? I don’t know. I think I was afraid I was building this up to be more than it was or would ever be. I started the car and drove away.

Posted by Charles Monteith, MD

My path has taken me through four hard, long years of residency training- many days and nights in the hospital. My training can be summed up into two words- extreme exhaustion. As an attending physician, I had practiced high risk obstetrics and gynecology and had experienced many joyous and difficult moments. I have seen beautiful births and happy families, but I have also seen many seriously devastating events- one mother die and many babies die. The experience of many good things will lay over you like a warm blanket but the experience of any one, seriously bad event can deeply wound you. After ten years, the stressful events and long hours away from my growing children were beginning to take toll on me. I began to grow increasingly despondent. I began to feel both overwhelmed and unhappy.

Then a close friend was diagnosed with advanced breast cancer. Suddenly and within months, she was unable to work and was on a ventilator. Within two months she went from vibrant to not being able to hold a pen. She was a person I admired, looked up to and respected. She was a successful business woman and had influenced many lives by her work and her example. I was devastated and forced to reevaluate my path in life.

I found myself thinking, “You can work as hard as you want and be a successful as you can but it can all be taken away from you within moments- and without notice- and without any say from you.” It was then I decided I should do what I wanted to be happy and begin to work on a new formula that would redefine my personal sense of success. The only problem was I did not know what the formula would be.

During this same time, I had a chance encounter with a staff member of Chapel Hill Tubal Reversal Center. This was a totally random encounter that could have just as easily not occurred. During my training, I had periodically heard about Dr. Berger and his practice of tubal ligation reversal - but I never new much about the man and his practice. For ten years, I worked within twenty miles of Chapel Hill Tubal Reversal Center and had even referred patients to Dr. Berger but I really knew nothing about his work and his center.

During my brief conversations with the staff member, I was able to find out about the important work of tubal ligation reversal, the high quality of the tubal ligation reversal center, and that Dr. Berger was both an upstanding individual and a gentleman surgeon. I will admit these brief conversations were very interesting and amusing. They provided me information about a local doctor, whom I had heard about yet really new nothing about. These conversations were fun, but I really did not think any more about or discussions.

Good ideas are infectious. They get into your head and they will not leave. They eat at you until you deal with them. They stay with you and circulate in your head until you either act on them or let time gradually absolve them. This good idea was what happened to me after my chance encounter. This good idea was to think I could become a tubal ligation reversal physician.

I began to wonder if I could do tubal ligation reversals. I thought it could provide a new career path and a greater sense of personal fulfillment by helping others in need. This good idea began to breath life into me and it would not let me go……I had no idea of how much greater this idea would become and the divine revelation which I would later experience on my path to a career as a tubal ligation reversal specialist.

More to be continued……..