Wednesday, May 11, 2005

Results

The squeaky wheel does get the oil. Or the CT scan results, anyway. The doc called just about an hour ago to say that he'd finally gotten the results (aka, someone annoyed him enough to either call the hospital or actually look through the papers on his desk).

The results came back A-Ok. Nothing wrong.

That, again, is good and bad. I'm happy I don't have any freakish things growing in my abdomen. But then again, what the hell is wrong with me?

This is where my specialist bothers me more. After telling me the results, he goes, "Well, that's good. So, call me if you have any more symptoms."

I'm sorry, what? You think the past two months of invasive testing has made everything go away? It doesn't work like that.

I say, "But I am still having symptoms, that's why I came to you in the first place."

"What are your symptoms?"

Are you kidding me? Did you throw away my file? We had this exact same conversation at the beginning of February when I first came to see him. I told him exactly what was wrong and why I was finally coming to see a specialist.

So I tell him my symptoms again.

To which he replies, "Hmm, maybe you should stop eating those foods. Have you tried altering your diet?"

I am so close to banging my head on the desk at this point in the conversation.

Very calmly I tell him again, "Yes, I've tried everything I can, which is why I came to you."

"Okay, well I don't want to put you through any other tests that would have a low probability of finding anything..." (I can respect that, and I appreciate that) "...so let's try this. Looking at your blood tests here, let's try this. Take 2-3 tablespoons of Metamucil twice a day, every day, for the next three months. If you're still having problems, then call me."

"Um, okay."

I just went through two months of invasive testing, and now the guy wants tells me to increase my fiber intake and call him in the morning....in three months? Are you kidding me?

At this point, I'm shocked it's not an ulcer causing all the problems. I'm now back to where I began when I went into his office three months ago.

Everything I've thought this problem could be has pretty much been ruled out by the tests. The endoscopy showed no ulcer, and the CT scan showed no appendix problems. So I don't know. I respect his not wanting to subject me to endless tests he doesn't think will help me - but why does he not want to bring me in again to discuss everything wrong and really think about what we could do to figure this out?

I am very frustrated, and am now considering getting a second opinion.

3 Comments:

Blogger Zwieblein said...

Hell yeah to the second opinion-- had I not gotten the same early this year, no one would've taken my insides seriously.

May 11, 2005 4:22 PM  
Blogger Eric M said...

that's exactly what you do. Lazy bastard doesn't give a shit enough to do his job. Find someone else who will.

{leaving protective brother mode}

May 11, 2005 4:28 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

We are all so quick to assume things...

1. Doctors went to school for a gazillion years so they must know what they are talking about.

2. The tests show nothing, so there is nothing.

3. It is obviously all in our heads.

Wrong, wrong, and wrong. Get a second opinion. Find a doctor who doesn't seem to forget who you are and why you called him in the first place.

May 13, 2005 8:08 AM  

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