What To Do When Your Doctor is a Jackass
I’ve been going to the same family practice doc since I was 16 years old. That was a long time ago. I’ve stayed with him for a few reasons:
- it’s easy
- he takes my insurance
- did I mention it’s easy?
Even knowing that he misdiagnosed two people that I knew personally (both have died), I still go to him. (this is where you may say I am the “Jackass” in the story). My mom has been bugging me for years to leave that practice. I appease her sometimes by taking the business card of the doctor that she goes to and really likes. I never call. I never go. I stay with Dr. “J.”
I would go to my checkups with Dr. J and sit out in the waiting room for 30 minutes, be ushered to the next room, sit for another 30. He comes in, listens to my heart and sends me on my way telling me, “You are in fantastic shape!” Wow. Thank you. You got that from just listening to my heart beat with a few deep breaths? Any questions that I had were brushed off with no real answers or solutions.
Here’s where the enlightening part comes in: about a month ago, I started to read a book entitled, “The Thyroid Diet.” I’ve had hypothyroidism since I was 15 but never really researched anything. I’ve always just gone by whatever my doctor was telling me to do: get bloodwork twice a year to check my levels and take my synthroid on a daily basis. Again...easy. But something lately was nagging at me and I guess that’s why I picked up this book in the first place. To keep this short and to the point: I got my blood taken, and a few days later I’m waiting for the results. Instead, I receive a phone call from the lab informing me that they have misplaced my blood a.k.a they lost it! How that happens, I have no idea. Would you believe it was the second time within 6 months as well? In the meantime, (completely unrelated) I had some weird allergic reaction where my eyelids puffed up (could be from my 8 relatives that came in their RV and stayed with us over the holidays but that will be another post). I go back to the doc but was seen by someone else [insert angels singing from above] (my new BFF in the medical world). I start bringing up all of these questions that I had on symptoms that I am still having from something that should be well under control. She orders me new testing...above and beyond what Dr. J was ordering. The lab was actually able to keep hold of my blood this time before testing and lo and behold all of my levels were off. Alas, we are getting somewhere!! I have new medication that my new doc, Dr. BFF, promises will make me feel like a new woman. (Whitney Houston’s “I’m Every Woman” now playing in background).
Being healthy is something that I think a lot of people take for granted. (I have been known to be one of them). For its only when you’re unhealthy that you are reminded of this fact. And this my friends, is my public service announcement for the day (probably for the week): TAKE HOLD OF YOUR BODY AND YOUR HEALTH. WITHOUT IT...YOU REALLY DON’T HAVE ANYTHING! (Oh and more likely than not, your mother is always right!)