Tuesday, August 13, 2019

Follow Your Intuition. You CAN Say No To The Doctor.

I've been a Licensed Massage Therapist for many years. During these years I've heard the horrors of people's problems and diseases, as well as the pleasures of therapies and healing. Personally, I try every natural solution to healing while working with medical professionals. I'm not medically educated, I know that, but I do know that in life there are professionals in every field that aren't credible, or maybe just not a fit for me. Yes, Doctors and Priests can be corrupt despite what I was raised to believe.

I've been dealing with a knee injury since last spring. The Nurse Practitioner in my doctors office bent my knee a few times and said that it was a torn MCL. She gave me a print out of exercises to do. No XRay, No MRI, no orders to come back, just a print out.

After we re-located to Nevada, my knee was still bothering me so I went to a new GP. He bent my leg around a few times and said that it was probably my Meniscus and that I would need an MRI. He  proceeded to take an XRay (which, by the way, would not show a Meniscus injury), injected my joint with a steroid and sent me on my way. No follow up for further testing or that elusive MRI that he said would be necessary for a Meniscus injury.

Again, my knee was the same. I called a  different Orthopedic office to start from scratch and maybe get an expert professional opinion about my knee. First, the girl at the desk didn't look up for several minutes, and finally gave me a clip board full of papers to fill out. While filling out the paper work we noticed many older people coming in with walkers after hip replacements while the shrew at the counter let them stand un-attended for long periods of time. I noticed the waiting room to be dirty, and many of the people talking about having two surgeries for the same problem. Seemed sketchy.

Once it was my turn to submit my clipboard of new patient forms, the shrew told me to sit down and XRay would come and get me. I told her that I had gotten XRays the week before and I had brought the report with me. Turns out, the report isn't good enough. They need the films. If I wanted to use my own, I'd have to fill out the transfer request .... AAAAAARRRGGH!! The transfer request was one of the forms that I completed on the clipboard that I had just handed to her!

At this point, I looked the shrew in the eye and said that I was leaving. If the Doctor lost a 30 minute appointment, maybe he should charge it to her. The minute I got in the door at home, my phone was ringing. It was her. She was SO sorry, blah, blah, blah. I decided to look on Yelp to see if there was a back story and indeed there was. Chelsea is a shrew. It was unanimous.

I've done my homework now. I've had an MRI and have an appointment with a highly recommended Sports Medicine Doc on the 21st of August. Who knows where I might have ended up if I hadn't walked out of the shrews office? It's not over yet, but I feel like I'm on the right track. My intuition told me to run and keep searching for the right doc for me. Despite what my Mother told me. After all, it's MY body.

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