This story is continued from here. Keep Coming Back… My endocrinologist said she expected me to continue to see her or another doctor ongoing. I told her I’d received a referral to someone who specializes in this area. She asked who, I told her, and her immediate response was that’s the only doctor she’d allow […]
This is part 2 of a series. Part 1 is here. Score! Fast forward to the endocrinologist: palpation of my neck, ultrasound, blood test. At my second appointment with her, the endocrinologist seemed thrilled, elated, even a little giddy. I recalled the young doctors on TV who fight for the opportunity to make a new diagnosis […]
This article is part 3 of a series. Part 2 is here. Part 1 is here. Pants Down To My Knees In A Closet There I am with my pants down to my knees, a syringe in one hand, antiseptic swab in the other, and this strange guy sitting in front of me, casually acting like […]
When I received my autoimmune diagnosis several years ago, it was like a satire of poor bedside manner where I, as the patient, was the butt of the joke in a system designed so patients have limited access to information, little or no leverage, no advocate, and all the risks and expenses of their situation. I’ve seen […]
