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Part 2

My last bout of Mono was just a few years ago, but after both occasions I never really got back up to what I consider to be full speed for me.  My immediate family and close friends have heard me repeatedly express how I just knew something was not right with me.  This brought on several years of unsuccessful testing and possible diagnosis that later turned out to be wrong.  These test are what actually discovered my second experience of Mono and that I have Pernicious Anemia.  Sounds scary and serious but I found out it just meant I have a severe B12 deficiency and don’t have the ability to obtain it through food or vitamins so I get injections of the thick red goo instead.  A little hard to stomach if you are afraid of needles like I am, but I’m learning to adjust.

After several years of receiving injections that helped some of my problems I realized that I was still battling others and at times they were getting worse than before.  I am the type of person who will push for answers for just about anything and yet I realized I was just sitting by the wayside waiting for my doctor to call me one day with some kind of an answer to solve my problems.  Well that day never came, so I took matters into my own hands and realized I needed to push harder.  I picked up the phone, called my doctor’s office and said “I want to be referred to whatever specialist is willing to find out what the heck is wrong with me so I can get back to living my life.”  Oddly enough, with the doctor’s office that always schedules my appointments weeks down the road, I was suddenly able to get an appointment an hour and a half from the point I muttered those words.

Now don’t get me wrong, I love my current doctor.  He’s done a lot more than others to test and re-test until he could get some answers, but I was just looking for him to do more this time.  I needed an answer and I needed it NOW.  My symptoms were getting worse, I was barely able to get out of bed and I finally had done the ultimate sin in my world and called into work for my shift.  I reluctantly accepted to take the same-day appointment and started the trek over to the coast to visit his office.

I waited almost an hour to actually see my doctor, which is fairly standard in his office, but I was glad that I did.  As usual, he gave me his full attention from the moment he walked in the door.  He was actively asking me questions, studying my past test results and poking at me but at least I felt as if I was being heard about my concerns.  We discussed past problems and past failed diagnosis so as not to repeat trying treatment for any of those again.  Over an hour later we had a possible answer.

To be continued…


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The Fastest Way To Make Millions?

The expectations that surround doctor’s visits baffles me.  We all know that when we book an appointment we need to add extra time into our schedule, an unknown addition to the time they have allotted us.  We must show up early for the lovely ladies behind the desk who I believe secretly control the world with of all the power they possess.  Lateness makes them balk.  Yet although we arrived early, we will sit in the waiting room 15-30 minutes past our actual appointment time.  Finally we are escorted into a meeting with the nurse that ends in a relocation to a private room where you’ll wait some more.  We know this and yet we all endure it.  If I kept people waiting that long in my job then I would be called unprofessional.  If my handwriting was completely illegible then I would be called unprofessional.  However, making people wait excessively and bad handwriting in this office makes you THE professional…the doctor.

I mention all of this as a supporter of the unusually lengthy amount of time that my doc is willing to spend in the room with each patient, listening and trying to figure out symptoms. I have been a patient in his practice for years and he’s always been happy to sit with me as long as it takes for me to explain my problem and for him to come up with a solution.  Finally, after all these years I’ve come to the decision that it isn’t his fault that he’s running late.  Because he’s not running late at all!

I think it’s the lovely gals at the front desk who need a wake-up call!  The doctor isn’t going to change his way of caring for patients.  I don’t see him limiting his time. So why is it that the ladies at the front desk haven’t caught on to this yet?  The appointment time options are 15 minutes apart, but on my last visit I kept the doctor captive with my situation for 45 minutes.  That means I used up my time and ran into the time of the 2 patients after me.  I don’t feel bad for doing it, because I waited over an hour past my appointed time to see him.  It is obvious, if you do the math, that maybe his allotted appointment times need a bit of adjusting.

I don’t know how to bring this up to the “goddesses of scheduling” that control my future appointment fate, but I think there needs to be a universal scheduling seminar for them all.  I know that this is the not only office that experiences this situation on a daily basis.  For now I will continue to pad my schedule for these appointments, but maybe I should quit my day job and start a national class on appropriate doctor’s office scheduling.  Who knows, maybe that is the way to become a millionaire.  As long as I don’t schedule a class on a day I have a doctor’s appointment!

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