SO FUCKING MAD!!!
Nov. 2nd, 2005 04:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
logansrogueHey everyone.
I had the most infuriating visit with my GP this afternoon. He's seen me throughout the whole three-four months that I've been having these pains for. He's had me go have ultrasounds, fair enough. He's had me see the gastroenterologist. Perfectly understandible. Then he had me go see a gynaecologist. Great idea.
I went to him today, explaining that my gynae had put me on a bad run of pills and that I didn't want to go on the next lot she prescribed me because if that didn't work she'd send me over to King Edward Memorial Hospital for a laparoscopy, and they'd probably put me on a bunch of pills beforehand anyway.
So I asked my doctor if I could see the endometriosis specialist at KEMH instead of having to go on yet another pill which will cause spotting (which I don't want at all!). He nodded and then said, "So why are you here?"
Okay, so I was doped up on mercyndol because I'm on my periods, but he pretty much nodded, wrote stuff down and asked me why I'd come to see him. I said that I'd run out of migraine pills and that I needed more, and I'd mentioned I wasn't well because I was on my periods. He asked what that was like and I told him how bad it was. That no kind of painkiller could put a dent in the pain and the only reason why mercyndol do me any good is because they knock me out so I don't feel a thing.
You know what he does? Guess. Just guess. He prescribes me anti-inflammatories!! Even though I'd told him TWO SECONDS AGO that they didn't work!!!
So he sees me off and I stop in the door. "Were you going to refer me to King Edward?"
"Are you sure you want to do that?" he asks me.
I blink. I'm a little off my face thanks to the doxyfeelgood stuff in the mercyndol, but I'm with it enough to nearly blow a gasket.
"I've been in pain for three months, nearly four! I've had enough! I just want to know what this is, whatever it is! I want an answer!"
So he toddles off to his desk and says that he will refer me. I didn't mean to get so mad but for GOD'S SAKES. After four months, you think this guy would have a fair idea of what I'm going through! He'd looked at me like I was overreacting and I'd had enough of that - I just lost it! But in a constructive way.
I want to thank you all here for helping me keep my mind together cause it really helped me put my foot down in that office. I was worried I'd overreacted till I got home and told my Mum about it and she said I'd done the right thing.
I'm just so mad about the whole thing. I feel sorry for any women that aren't as loud and pushy as I am - they could have something wrong and not know it!
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I had the most infuriating visit with my GP this afternoon. He's seen me throughout the whole three-four months that I've been having these pains for. He's had me go have ultrasounds, fair enough. He's had me see the gastroenterologist. Perfectly understandible. Then he had me go see a gynaecologist. Great idea.
I went to him today, explaining that my gynae had put me on a bad run of pills and that I didn't want to go on the next lot she prescribed me because if that didn't work she'd send me over to King Edward Memorial Hospital for a laparoscopy, and they'd probably put me on a bunch of pills beforehand anyway.
So I asked my doctor if I could see the endometriosis specialist at KEMH instead of having to go on yet another pill which will cause spotting (which I don't want at all!). He nodded and then said, "So why are you here?"
Okay, so I was doped up on mercyndol because I'm on my periods, but he pretty much nodded, wrote stuff down and asked me why I'd come to see him. I said that I'd run out of migraine pills and that I needed more, and I'd mentioned I wasn't well because I was on my periods. He asked what that was like and I told him how bad it was. That no kind of painkiller could put a dent in the pain and the only reason why mercyndol do me any good is because they knock me out so I don't feel a thing.
You know what he does? Guess. Just guess. He prescribes me anti-inflammatories!! Even though I'd told him TWO SECONDS AGO that they didn't work!!!
So he sees me off and I stop in the door. "Were you going to refer me to King Edward?"
"Are you sure you want to do that?" he asks me.
I blink. I'm a little off my face thanks to the doxyfeelgood stuff in the mercyndol, but I'm with it enough to nearly blow a gasket.
"I've been in pain for three months, nearly four! I've had enough! I just want to know what this is, whatever it is! I want an answer!"
So he toddles off to his desk and says that he will refer me. I didn't mean to get so mad but for GOD'S SAKES. After four months, you think this guy would have a fair idea of what I'm going through! He'd looked at me like I was overreacting and I'd had enough of that - I just lost it! But in a constructive way.
I want to thank you all here for helping me keep my mind together cause it really helped me put my foot down in that office. I was worried I'd overreacted till I got home and told my Mum about it and she said I'd done the right thing.
I'm just so mad about the whole thing. I feel sorry for any women that aren't as loud and pushy as I am - they could have something wrong and not know it!
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