I have to truly question the capability of health professionals to do their jobs. Without going in to ad nauseam details, I've felt like crap the past year following my surgery. Initially, I believed it was the recovery process, possibly something to do with my organ injury, or some new development. I've had my previous idiotic primary care doc claim I was depressed, which I wasn't. Following a few tests, I was diagnosed with duh, depression. At the time, I thought, no, a better diagnosis would be anger or frustration. I switched docs refusing to deal with her any longer, but never followed through with my symptoms until June when my body decided it had enough and practically shut down on me. I saw a temporary doc since my new primary care couldn't fit me in. Over the last two months, I was diagnosed with low potassium and low electrolytes, except that was a misdiagnosis or a flat out lie. I'm not sure.
I met with my primary care and vented tears of frustration that no one was listening to me and I felt like shit. She seemed to be supportive and listened to me, even going so far as to point out the other doc's misdiagnosis and questioning the tests that were run on me previously. So I gladly submitted to more tests, thinking finally, I'll get the help I need. This week, I was informed my iron count is so low, they were putting me on a prescription. Okay, that might explain one of my symptoms. And they said my cortisol levels were extremely high and they needed to run further tests. After looking up cortisol, I was surprised to discover this might actually explain the rest of my symptoms, especially the memory loss.
So it may sound like things are going well, until we get to the final test they want to run on me. Can you guess which test? I'll give you a hint, I'm still pretty pissed at their negligence and seriously question their competency at this point. They want to run a pregnancy test on me. What? I asked the nurse to please note somewhere in my file/ record that I've had a hysterectomy. There is no reason to ask me if I'm pregnant every time I come in with my symptoms. Trust me, it's not related to pregnancy. Plus, it hurts emotionally to continually be asked this question.
I truly don't understand how they can't get this straight. It's not that complicated. I don't have the organs to produce a child, therefore I am not pregnant. The problem with living in a smaller city is there is only one group in town for primary care services, so I'm still with the same group, though I keep switching doctors. But I have to truly wonder at this point, are they even competent?
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
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I wish I could provide you with my favorite family practioner (found after a number of years and a number of doctors), but, after being lucky with him for many years, he retired and I haven't found anyone as good. Hang in there!
I don't get it . . .
Becky
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