Wednesday, July 19, 2006

My appointment was like a nightmare. I arrived 15 minutes early, as instructed. But the woman at the desk said my appointment had been moved to this coming Monday!?! Lucky for me, I'd brought everything they'd sent me concerning the appointment, including 2 reminders they'd sent me; one of them even had this date highlited in yellow marker. They said it kind of worked out because they had a cancellation, and took me to a room where I waited for a half an hour. Since I hadn't slept, my acid reflux was bad, which was ok since that's why I was there. I was also getting a migrain, but I didn't want to take my meds before seeing the doctor or I wouldn't be able to drive home.

When the doctor came in, I was already a bit grouchy from lack of sleep, and the crap about the change in appointment. The doctor was looking at X-Rays, which I didn't understand, since I haven't had any X-Rays taken in Joss knows how long. Then he said he had another patient he needed to see, and if I minded. I told him that I kind of did; that I was getting a migrain, and that I'd already been kept waiting 45 minutes. The Doctor, who is new there, said he'd check to see what the staff said about seeing patients out of order. I didn't understand this, since I had been ontime and had proven to them that my appointment hadn't bee rescheduled, while this person was there after me. He must have seen the other patient, because it was after 3pm when he finally got back to me.

He seemed to be in a rush to leave. I had to jump into his closing statements a few times. I told him about my problems with food, and he prescribed me a new medication for that. That made sense to me, as some people respond better to different meds for the same problem. I told him about how food affected my stomach; about having diarrhea really bad sometimes, while being constipated the other times - and having stomach cramps. He said I have IBS. Now I have considered this before, but he didn't do any fricking tests before he came to this conclusion; nothing. I probably do have IBS, but I want to KNOW that I do, you know? Then he proscribed me something for when I have diarrhea, and something for the cramps. He said it was kind of like men having periods, which I had often thought myself. He seemed ready for me to leave, and I had already told him about the severity of my acid reflux, so I jumped in again, and told him that it's been really bad for nearly 5 years, and I want to know what's going on inside me - is it causing damage - is it hurting me - I WANT TO KNOW. He's setting up an appointment for an Esophagogastroduodenoscopy - where they knock me out, and stick a camera down my throat into my stomack, and maybe take some biopsies. This is what I wanted, so that was cool. I want answers. If the meds he proscribed help, that's great, but I think I might get a 2nd oppion on the IBS or at least ask for some tests of some kind - I want to be sure that what's going on inside of me, is what I'm being told that it is. I want proof, and I want ideas and alternatives and the whole shebang! I've put this off for years, and I don't want the brush off now that I've finally done something about it.

After that, he said he wanted to examine me, which was odd, because don't they usually do that first? He had me lay down and listened to me breathe in 4 spots, but didn't tell me to breathe deeply or anything, then he felt my stomach for a second in like two spots (didn't even cover the whole thing) and then said he was done. I said: "That was fast." and he replied that I was a healthy man. Maybe I am, but I've got some problems here, and he figured I was healthy without asking any major questions, and without any kinds of tests. I don't trust this. He wants me to get a blood test sometime soon, to find out if I'm allergic to some kind of wheat germ? I can't even find that written anywhere. Ugh.

I took my midrin once I got to the car, and I'm super spacy now, which is actually a relief, cause my headache was fucking killing me. I have to pick up Mark at 6pm. I need to get my perscriptions filled. We need to get plastic cups, real dishes, toilet paper, listerine, bug killer, and other random stuff...

And I need to go to bed for awhile.

   posted by Bald Jason at 04:11 PM
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