Why I hate Doctors, and Why I’ve Started Going to One…

"Ok. Bend over. You know what's coming."

I hate doctors.  This hasn’t always been the case.  There was a time where I didn’t really have an opinion.  If I was sick, I would bundle up in the covers, pop on a movie and wait it out.  There have been a few times where a doctor was actively needed.  I couldn’t breath for about a week and I went to a me-dac to be told by the doctor that I was damn close to pneumonia and I was an idiot for waiting so long.  There was that other time, the first time a had my gout flare up and was told by the emergency room dude to stop eating so much red meat and stop being a semi-alcoholic.  Both of those times were emergencies and both of those times I was annoyed at my frail body.  I mean, what?  I can’t drink every night for a month and not get sick?  Huh?  Red meat might cause my uric acid to build up and then harden and think make my toes and feet feel like someone was jabbing needles into them?  I use to hate the fact that I had a body that couldn’t take the abuse I actively wanted to give it.  That hasn’t changed. But, when you get older, you start to understand that you might, maybe, one day, you might die.

During my visit, I had two symptoms that I wanted to address.  I wanted to know why I was having such bad heartburn, heartburn that could make a man shed real tears, and what I could do to deal with my mild Gout pain.  My gout was annoying me, and I wanted to make sure I wouldn’t lose a toe.  I was also losing weight, losing entire belt sizes, and I wanted to make sure I wasn’t going to die from anything strange, an infection I couldn’t see or a strange virus that only is birthed from African countries.  The RN wasn’t concerned with any of my issues.

“I’m losing weight,” I said.

“Good,” she said.

“And I’m having this insane heart burn,” I said.

“You eat bad food, drink too much coffee, work too much and drink too much.”

“I haven’t drank in two weeks,” I said.

“How much did you drink in two weeks?”

“Uh…”

“Yourdigestive track is damaged,” she said.  “We can give you something to help with that. You can take it for a month and it should improve things.”

“What about this gout?”

“What about your drinking?” she said.

I understood, then, what the Doctor were thinking and what I wasn’t thinking.  This is my body, isn’t it?  I need to take care of it, don’t I?  I know I am old, and I should know this by now, but it really just hit my recently.  If I want to be healthy, I have to do things to ensure my health.  So strange.  Whether that will happen or not, well, come on, it’s me we’re talking about.  But I do like to try things.  I do like to make an effort.  That is pretty much the only thing I’m really good at.

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5 thoughts on “Why I hate Doctors, and Why I’ve Started Going to One…

  1. “…gout flare up…” Samuel Johnson drank cherry juice to relieve his gout. Regarding doctors in general, well that colloquy could be remarkably prolix. Personally, I’ve always had great ones who were quite responsive…on the other hand, my mother was a psychiatrist, grandfather and internist who taught medicine at Cornell and uncle who was Chief of Surgery at Belleview. All had private practices in Greenwich Village back in the old days and in large measure treated their patients for little, what they could afford or nothing. Of course, that was back in the old days when 8th Street was 8th Street and the Women’s House of Detention still stood high.

      • Thanks. I’ll give this Doctor a try. I seriously doubt any doctor could cure me of my doubt and skepticism. But thanks for the heads up.

  2. I find that doctors often have some agenda that they try to impose upon a patient through the treatment they give, are sometimes inconsiderate with regard to such things as time and money and other formalities (including general demeanor), and I think most don’t usually consider the individuality of a patient during diagnosis and the determination of treatment plans. But I feel ever so strongly that there are good doctors that do very important work and help people everyday. I hold my doctors in high esteem; I trust them (in a more or less kind of way) and I like them both as doctors and as people. Of course I feel that it is necessary to build a personal relationship with the doctor in order to look at both the short term and the long term: doctor’s can help a patient figure out how to live more healthy and more happy or in general Better – the way they want to( if only the patient expresses what it is she wants and the doctor cares enough to hold that as doctrine). It is tricky business, but I bet if you interview a few internists you could find the one for you. As for specialists, you could probably talk to your internist and they could give you some options and you could talk about different doctors and their ideas and their methods. Hang in there, man. Good luck.

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