I’ve had migraines since high school. Every kind of migraine you can imagine–from the brain freeze you get drinking an Icee too fast to the "I’m seeing spots and now I’m gonna throw up for a while" versions. My triggers are the unavoidable ones: barometric pressure, lack of sleep, hormones, and stress. Number one is the reason planes still make me sick. Number four is how I’ve achieved the unique Zen-like point of view I have about the universe that you have all come to love.
I about lost my Zen this morning.
I wrote a whole big post about it and just deleted it because it was rambly and kind of pointless. I don’t like to whine. But I do like to share with my friends amusing tidbits of information…like when my GP, after realizing I had a handle on the whole migraine situation, asked me if my current vision problems were "something I could live with." Yes. She really did.
It was one of those moments where I realize the stupidity of the world and just lean back in my chair and let it whiz by. Only it didn’t whiz by. It hung around.
"Okay," said the doctor. "Well, I’ll get the nurse in here to take your temperature since you said you had a fever last week, and I’ll refer you to an opthamologist."
I grit my teeth. I’d said I had a fever two months ago, when I had food poisoning. I had a temperature of 102 and was effectively blind for a whole day. It was part of the reason I was there. I don’t have a fever now. Know how I know? Because I can see you. But whatever. Take my temperature. Fine. And while you’re at it…
"Is someone going to take some blood?" I asked before she got all the way out the door. There was a banana burning a hole in my purse, and the thought of it was burning a hole in my stomach. "I was told to fast this morning so you could take a blood sugar test."
"Why would we do that?" she asked.
I told Gail Vinett I liked seeing this doctor because everybody there knows who I am. "You want people to know who you are at church," she said. "You want your doctor to be smart."
Guess I’ll be finding a new GP.
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See if you can find one who has a grasp on the concept of time. Oy.
Just. Fucking. Wow.
Sadly, this sort of thing is not uncommon. Both my parents and my in-laws have had to deal with stupid doctors. My father and mother-in-law are both gone now, and every so often I can’t help wondering what may have happened if their GPs were a little more competent.
Sorry you have to put up with this BS, Lee.
Glad to know people are just as randomly stupid in Canada. 🙂
It may be that you might need to see a neurologist, rather than an opthamologist.
I suspect that I’m going to be seeing quite a few folks in different disciplines before this is all said & done.
Oy. I had a Urologist ask the same thing about a different ailment. “Can you live with it?” “No.”
My GP is a Naturopath. Appointments are usually an hour to an hour and a half and we talk about my life and what is causing problems and what makes me happy. And, in Washington State, Naturopaths can prescribe so I get my blood pressured meds from him, too. And we are both camellia sinensis junkies.
Oh, Longdao is Pierce Watters.
hokay, I’m not even a medical doctor, but I could have done a better job.
hmmm… I wonder if I could get you to put on one of those paper gowns…
*hug* Hope you feel better soon.
I actually feel fine…just mildly annoyed.
Opthamologist visit is this afternoon.