I finally had my appointment with the new rheumatologist today. I like her a lot. She actually listened to me, and she sent me for some x-rays and blood work, and referred me to an OT to help with my hand, and will probably refer me to a foot and ankle specialist once she sees my x-rays, because she agrees with me that it seems like I'm getting early-onset osteoarthritis in my ankle and possibly my hand. Also got a painkiller prescription with no issues.
Willow ,'Potential'
Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
So glad to hear that, Hil.
That is excellent.
I'm relieved for you, Hil.
omnis, always good to see you. I hope they have you on the mend soon.
My accomplishment today: teaching my therapist (who is 2 years younger than me, so I feel like she should be culturally savvy enough to know this) the term "dumpster fire." When I told her about the felt 2016 dumpster fire Christmas ornament you can make, she was gleeful. "I LOVE to craft with felt!" she said.
I told her it was a useful descriptive term for Trump, and she said "I don't think that goes far enough." She's good people. (Even if she makes me deal with hard stuff.)
She actually listened to me
If only this were the norm. I am so relieved to hear she is a good one.
They listened to me breathe, checked my ears, asked a bunch of questions, stole fluids from me, and sent me home with an appointment for 2 weeks. My favorite part was the discharge sheet says I should quit smoking, despite me telling them I haven't smoked since 1988. Not sure we have the greatest healthcare in the world. Meh.
If only this were the norm. I am so relieved to hear she is a good one.
It drives me nuts when I'm starting to describe my symptoms, and the doctor interrupts me before I'm finished, and diagnoses or prescribes something just based on whichever symptoms were the first few I mentioned. Especially since I tend to describe things chronologically, so it ends up like, "Well, on Sunday I had a fever and a sore throat, and then..." "OK, I'll order a strep test," and then clicks the buttons for that and walks out of the room, even though Sunday was four days earlier.
My favorite part was the discharge sheet says I should quit smoking, despite me telling them I haven't smoked since 1988.
Every single time I have a cholesterol test, I get a letter telling me to eat less dairy and red meat.
I'm so glad you got a doctor who listens to you, Hil.