Well, there it is

After weaning myself off of my thyroid medications, I have gone back to being fuzzy-headed, forgetful, and lethargic. My hands and feet are freezing. My hair feels weird. I’m getting allergy-like hives. Have I heard back form the quack doctor about the referral she supposedly made for me back in January? No, I have not.

Then again, neither have I called the endocrinologist’s office to ask if the quack has bothered to make the referral.

“So, if I stop taking my thyroid medications and the symptoms come back, what should I do?” I asked the quack three months ago.

“What symptoms?” the quack asked.

“Um.” I stared at at the quack, somewhat surprised. Was this ‘doctor’ toying with me? Trying to be cute? “The. Um. The symptoms of low thyroid.”

“What symptoms would those be?”

“…er…as I pointed out the first time I talked to you,” I began, glancing over and making sure all of this was being written down, “lethargy, fuzzy-headedness, skin problems, hair problems, digestion problems, weight gain, insomnia, low body temperature, and heavy periods…”

“There are lots of things that can cause those symptoms.”

“I suppose there *are*, but the tests we had done before…”

“The tests you had done before might not mean anything. We’ll have to do them again.”

“I’m sorry, but this is my life we’re talking about ‘resetting’ here. I’d much rather feel well than have to go through all of that again.”

“Well. I don’t know what’s going on with you.”

“…but I’ve *told* you…”

“No, you’ve told me what you said another doctor said, and I don’t have any record of that. So we’ll just have to do it again.”

I thought, ‘what about the Hippocratic oath? First do no harm and all that?’, but was too shocked to actually blurt out that pithy retort.

So if you need me, I’ll be lying on the couch, not thinking of anything, sticking knitting needles in my eyes.






8 responses to “Well, there it is”

  1. Heather Nickel Avatar
    Heather Nickel

    Well, that just sucks. Call the endo.

    1. cenobyte Avatar

      I did. Apparently they have me booked for “sometime around this time next year”.

  2. melistress Avatar

    I hate to say it but this is what those of us without the doctor you used to have go through all the time. It sucks. Balls.

    1. cenobyte Avatar

      Yeah. Maybe my standards are too high, but I’m not going to put up with that bee ess.

  3. AJ Avatar

    What size knitting needles? Straight or circular? I can’t believe you left out the important details.

    Seriously though, if you want to talk you have my number. I have years of bitching and commiserating about doctor run-around stored up.

  4. Coyote Avatar

    I’ve come across two specialists that I liked and were not just doctors but healers. Of course, they were brother and sister, go fig. Unfortunately they aren’t endos.

    I feel your pain too, I’m without a GP, my last one was awesome, and I just refuse to deal with the traditional doctor bullshit. The instant I’m more chart than human, that’s it for me, and I tell them. And then they get all huffy, and then I point out that being a doctor does not make them exempt from acting like a human being.

    I think we need to add doctors to the list with lawyers, for who to kill first some times.

  5. AJ Avatar

    Something was bothering me as I was drifting off to sleep. Is your old doctor’s office not willing to forward your file (or a copy) to the new doctor so that there is a record of all the tests? I’ve had it done many times, although I think one time it did cost me $40.00 in copying fees. Worth every penny.

    1. cenobyte Avatar

      In fact, we paid $200 to have copies of our medical records sent *to us*. So I have copies of our entire family’s medical records. But it doesn’t matter. The quack I saw in town after Dr. Fabulous moved over to surgery wouldn’t look at them anyway. The quack hates Dr. Fabulous, so it wouldn’t matter what Dr. Fabulous’ records said, the quack would ignore them.

      We’re taking the medical records to the new (hopefully non-quack) doctor today.

i make squee noises when you tell me stuff.

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