Thursday, June 30, 2005

My Luck...

Ok, so today I had an appointment to get in for an initial visit with a female D.O. to be my "regular or family Dr". PCP I think - Primary Care Physician? Whatever. I was actually pretty excited about it because when all the pre-visit paperwork came, it said she could do all my Gyn work. I thought this was pretty great. I could get out from the Dr. I've been going to, well ok, more like been listening to over the phone telling me to "keep trying" for 15 months, and see someone younger, maybe with a bit more caring personality...and get to see someone before we go to the specialist in July.

As I'm walking through the office suite corridors counting off suite numbers, I look up and realize this Dr. is in THE SAME SUITE as the one I've been going to. Good. Grief. Ok, to most people, this is like, big deal, what's your problem? But I'd been going to this Dr. since I was about 19. I like the head nurse, I just don't think they have the time or feel like dealing with my problems. To have to sit there and have all my records switched over, and see them and I don't know, I just didn't feel like having one more emotion, be it guilt, nerves, paranoia, etc. So I get in to see this new Dr. She's really nice. Which sucks, becuase I think I would have really liked her. She had heaters in the patient rooms to keep you warm in your stupid little paper gown. I was so nervous. I shouldn't have been, but I was. She started listening to me and said 'look, I have no problem with this. why don't I get you an appointment with my friend who does the same thing, she's a DO, etc, and have you go to her". Perfect. So now I'm seeing this third Dr. in July. I had to go back and get my co-pay and everything. On my way home I talked to Dr. number four, my best friend, who then reamed me out for the fact that I now have to wait til July to get anything done. She's livid that I haven't had any bloodwork done. How I can be so forceful in everything else in life but not this, is driving her mad.

Oh, and Dr. number Four's dad, Dr. number 5, told her once that she shouldn't have jade plants in her house as they're bad luck. Last count I have at least ten jade plants in my house. Go figure.