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Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Guess Who's Behind Door No. 2?

Yesterday I had a doctor's appointment to get a physical done so I could use the gym at work (yay, free gym!).  I went to the same office where the bad doctor works, but I requested to see another doctor.  Well, in the frenzy of traveling for my grandfather's funeral, I had to reschedule the appointment.  But when I rescheduled, I didn't make a point to say I wanted to see another doctor.  I thought they would give me the same "new" doctor from my first scheduled appointment. 

I signed in, and managed to snap a pic for the Waiting with Diabetes Flickr group before my name was called. 

The nurse in bright pink scrubs (seems to be the dress code for this place) took my weight and lead me to my room.  She asked me about my current medications, and when I said, "Novolog," she asked me how much.  "Oh, I think like 40 units/day, whatever my pump gives me."  "Oh, you're on an insulin pump?" she asked.  She made a few more notes and told me the doctor would be in shortly. 

I waited a few minutes before I hear a knock on the door.  "Hello."  And there she was, the same doctor who gave me grief for having an A1c of 6.5!  At first I couldn't believe it, I just felt my eyes get wider and wider.  I kept thinking about how I was going to complain to the office when my appointment was over.  I had specifically requested a different doctor, and I ended up with the same one! 


I still needed to get my physical done, and I figured she could at least do that without berating me about my diabetes.  She went through the little checklist:  checked my BP (which was 128/84--I totally blame white coat syndrome along with it being THAT doctor again), ears, stomach, nerves, etc.  She saw the nurse's chart about me being on an insulin pump and became very gentle and sincere.  "You know you need to carry something when you work out.  Do you wear a medical ID?"  I pulled up my sleeve and showed her my medical bracelet that I've been wearing since I got out of the hospital.  "Good.  Just be careful." 

Wow, so we go from passive-aggressive, berating doctor to overly nice, mothering doctor?!  All because it dawned on her that I wear an insulin pump?!  I don't know if it's because she already put a bad taste in my mouth from the last visit, but I still didn't like the way she asked me if I carried something with me, like I was diagnosed yesterday.  I guess it just comes with the territory of not having a GP that knows me yet, but I didn't like feeling "mothered" by my GP about carrying sugar with me at all times.  Either way, I want to feel comfortable with my GP, and I just don't feel comfortable with her. 

I don't plan on seeing that office again anytime soon, but when I do, I will make sure to say, "I, Holly, 26-years-old, type 1 diabetic-diagnosed for 4 years, DO NOT want to see Dr. XXXXX XXXXXXX.  Even if she is the only doctor there!"  I'm all for second chances with anybody, but sometimes you also just need to go with your gut feeling.  And my gut is not happy with this doctor. 

1 comment:

  1. I had a weird experience the first time I saw my current GP. He thought 6.6 was too high.

    Then he hired another doctor for the practice, and the next time I saw him, he told me that she'd taught him a few things, and told me how great my A1c was from his new perspective.

    Now I kind of love him.


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