Thursday, September 8, 2011
Confusion
When navigating the medical system, have you ever felt like a lab rat? Well, this lady has. It seems like every time I gain any tiny bit of momentum, I run into a wall.
So here's the story: My orthopedic doctor referred me to a neurosurgeon per our request. I show up at the neurosurgeon's office for a surgical consult. He very casually says I need a spinal fusion, but he doesn't really explain the procedure. In fact, he is very aloof when I start asking questions. This puzzled me--I guess I expected him to be a little more engaged. So I stopped asking questions. After the appointment, I kicked myself for not being more forceful about asking questions. By the next morning, I had convinced myself that maybe I mis-read him (maybe he's just a type B personality and he had a heavy lunch after a terrible night's sleep?) and I should not have stopped with my list of questions. Don't get me wrong--he was very nice, just a little too indifferent for my comfort level.
So, the next day, I call his office to talk about scheduling a surgery--albeit after I got some answers to some of the questions I had left out the day before. The nurse that I spoke to was confused; she said they had already sent my records back to the orthopedic doctor's office since I was just there for a second opinion. Huh? Nobody told me.
She said that this doctor would not take me as a patient in fear of offending the referring orthopedic...at least he wouldn't take me on the up and up. She said I would have to go get my records, sneak them back to their office, and then hope that the doctor would then take me on. I told her that this system was confusing--maybe I should just find another doctor. She kept assuring me, very nicely, that the doctor that I used was 'my choice.' I assure you, it is anything but.
So, I decided to cut bait and move on to another neurosurgery group. This way, medical politics would not be a factor. It just seems cleaner this way.
In the meantime, I have good news: the pain in my leg and foot has diminished! My back is still status quo--and by that I mean status-it-hurts-a-lot--but I'll take any improvement that comes my way!
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love the new, informative blog!
ReplyDeleteBrad's neurosurgeon after his motorcycle wreck was Dr. Richard Myer. He would not be where he is today in his recovery if it weren't for this man. I don't know exactly what his focus is, but he might be worth at least researching. He was at UAB...this was 8 years ago, but he may still be there. Good luck, girl.
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