Trying to find answers led me to make a trip of 60 miles to go to AFC. They have a new receptionist that is a witch. She was talking so disrespectful to me. I raised my voice a bit and she turned victim and said she did not have to take this. And, she left. She had brought something to me and was explaining one part of the sign in I filled out on a pad or something.
I am lucky enough to have gotten a very nice and efficient nurse practitioner. She was puzzled as to why I was there and not in a cardiologist office. Why did I not go to the cardiologist? Why did my family doctor not take care of this? You came from Birmingham to here?
"Can you wiggle your toes a little?" This when I complain about not being able to walk for exercise and having swollen legs and feet. Family doctor I chose.
"I am not the help center for the universe!" From a cardiologist when I asked which specialist to see about the extreme swelling in my legs and feet and large swollen middle. Tommy heard him yell this!
"It is your size that makes you feet swell so." from doctor when I said I need to get the swelling down somehow.
"You just have lipedema." From nastiest nurse practitioner I have seen. "So, what do I do?" "Lose weight." ???
The nurse practitioner from AFC wants me to see an internalist. I called back and the nasty receptionist gave me grief. But, the wonderful nurse named Pam, came to the phone and helped me. When I was there and complained about her actions, no one defended her. However, glances were exchanged. So, maybe she won't be there next time I go.
I knew I could get help at AFC. I was not disappointed with the quality of care. Other patients were having trouble with the receptionist, too.
I have been going to doctors in three major health centers. This is not out in the boondocks where they ship in sunshine. I have never changed doctors lightly!
While in Cullman, I went to bank, staggered in and got my business done. And, we had Chicken Salad Chick. We both had a scoop and soup. We brought drinks from home. Me--loaded baked potato soup and Classic Carol scoop of chicken salad. Tommy--loaded baked potato soup and Fruity Fran scoop. I wanted to have this once a month, but he said every three months. Now, I have to wait until October to go there again unless I can think of a good reason. Hey, my birthday is in September. That sounds like a great reason to dine there again.
Have you ever had such a bad run of doctors? I show up, submit to tests, and still get nothing done. Well, something is done, but this latest serious predicament may not see me live through it. Am I just an old lady not worth helping or saving?