Under the cut for those who are actually interested in why I dazzled my new doctor. :)
He doesn't have a practice, per se, but a clinic, so it was hard for me right off the bat. The office was FULL of people (over half without appointments because it's also a 'walk-in' clinic) and of course, I had a panic attack within minutes.
Considering my post yesterday on Medicare, I'm going to guess he isn't one of the doctors who abuse the system. His clinic needs help (like painting, new furniture, new equipment, etc) but it was clean and it was obvious he does his best and, based on his clothes, watch, etc., there's no money being funneled into his own bank account.
Anyway, my primary reason for the visit was to check blood pressure because of a new medication I was about to start and we needed a base number because it can cause the patient's BP it rise (my BP turned out to be my best ever but he was the one who eventually had to take it - I'm one of those who cause medical personnel the heebee jeebies when it comes to trying to get the cuff to work properly on me). I was also there because of that pesky piece of glass which I still insisted was there. HA! I was right, he found it and quickly removed it - and it was HUGE!
Take that, female doctor with no gloves or washed hands.
Then I wanted a referral to a dermatologist, which he agreed and, since he was also concerned about my hernia, which he spotted immediately through my clothes (I've lost enough weight that it's more prominent now. It's the abdominal kind that came about due to a severe panic attack which left me worshipping the porcelain gods). All my other doctors, over the four years in which I've had it, all said, "It's causing no difficulties and until you lose weight, it's safer to leave it alone".
He wasn't sure he agreed, considering where it was located so said he was going to get me a referral for that as well. Then he said he wanted a blood workup (Cholesterol, Triglycerides, Glucose, Liver, Kidney, Blood Count and, since I'm missing a part of my thyroid and thus take medication; Thyroid) and I immediately panicked again because this usually means I have to go somewhere else, somewhere crowded, busy, with lots of walking and standing in lines, which I can NOT do. I told him and he shrugged and said, "No problem, we'll do it here."
Of course we will. He has a clinic, after all, and thus the ability to do the old-fashioned simple doctor tasks like taking blood.
His nurse came in and I made the mistake of telling her I was difficult (I have something called 'buried veins") and she did, in fact, have a problem finding a vein, so she called in the doctor again and, within seconds, he'd done it. I never even felt it. I did have my usual horrible bruising afterward, but that's par for the course. I was a bit put off that he didn't use gloves, but since he didn't need to 'feel' my skin for prominent veins because he chose one of the two large veins they call 'muscle veins', I guess it was okay. (The nurse didn't want to use them because, as I've learned over the years, they tend to blossom and even 'squirt') Anyway, he did swab the area per procedure.
When he was done, both he and the nurse disappeared, leaving everything on the gurney I was seated next to, including the bloody tubing. This was...well...you know - hello? Can we say "hazardous waste"? and was the only thing that really bothered me.
When it was time to leave, I asked about a follow up visit after I'd started taking the new med and he asked what it was. I told him Cymbalta so he asked when I'd begin taking it. I explained I had to wait until payday, so he disappeared and came back a few seconds later with a BAG full of Cymbalta samples (TEN boxes). I still don't know what to think about that.
Anyway, back to the blood.
Now we all know what he thought about my blood when he saw me and noted the weight. Yep, he probably made the usual assumptions - like I'd have a cholesterol issue, possible diabetic issues, fat in the liver, kidney problems, etc. BUT - as has always been the case - he was surprised to deliver my results today; tagged "Normal in all areas."
I love my family genes. :)