Doctors (at least the one I see) blech!
Wednesday, February 02, 2011
I had to go to the Dr. this week because I'm so dizzy I can't run. About once a winter I have to get a steroid shot for the fluid in my ears and I wanted him look at my hip that I injured running right after Christmas. I've seen this Dr. for well over a year and once a winter for the last 4 years. I'm not a new patient by any stretch of the imagination.
I also turned in the results of my recent lab work that my employer provides as a benefit. He took one look at the labs and expressed concern over my liver enzymes. This isn't a new problem. In 2007 I was diagnosed with Non Alcoholic Fatty Liver disease. I explained this to him and he immediately launched into a lecture about how I can die from this disease and that I need to decide to lose weight not because I want to look better or fit into a smaller size, but because I can die if I don't. I calmly looked at him and let him know I've just lost 57 pounds. He seemed surprised, turned back to the computer and finally said "wow, you have lost a ton of weight." At that point I wanted to choke him. I refrained, and explained about SP, that I'm running and feel wonderful except for the dizziness and my hip still hurts. He then looked at my labs from 2008 and told me that the good news was my liver isn't getting worse and my cholesterol is down 30 points to 160 (I used to have 135 cholesterol that spiked to 190 with my NAFL diagnosis). He told me not to take tylenol, use alcohol in limited amounts. He then announced he'd send in the nurse with the shot. I mentioned my hip again but he brushed me off because he expected the steroid shot to help (never asked me one question about it and didn't even attempt to look at it) and told me to keep up the good work. ARGGHHHH!
Obviously, this man has not read one word of my chart. I was the second appointment of the morning and he kept me waiting for over an hour. I'm not sure why, but it obviously wasn't reviewing my medical history. I must find a new doctor, but I don't have many choices in this small town. It's a good thing they didn't check my BP at the end of the visit- it would probably have been high and I would have gotten a lecture about the dangers of stroke!