I don’t know exactly what that means, but the fact is, I’ve had a rotten day and I simply don’t want to be nice to anyone.  And, with that attitude, I should probably skip blogging all together.  But, I’m not, because I have something to tell you about.

I want to tell you about doctors…good ones…bad ones….ones that make me go “meh, whatever”.  I happen to have doctors in each of these categories.  I am not kidding.  I’ve had various medical issues and right now the most difficult one to do much with is my thyroid.

Let me give you some family history here lest I sound like a complete hypochondriac.  This has to be done in bullets so I can move on quickly:

• my grandmother had 17 siblings.  She died in a car wreck.  There are about 7 of siblings alive, the others died of some type of cancer related disease.
• my mother lost 2 brothers to lung cancer, one to brain cancer and 3 of them had heart attacks at the age of 43.  The youngest brother is the only brother left and his health is really poor…and he is barely 50 years old.
• my mother had endometrial cancer which even with a complete hysterectomy and lymph node removal in her pelvic cavity, she now has endometrial cancer in her lungs, her renal gland and an empty pelvic cavity is filled with cancer.  She has undergone treatments and is in remission.  The only one of any of the cancer victims I have mentioned thus far that ever made it to remission.
• my mothers only sister has lung cancer, has a feeding tube which was put in lasts Friday and is barely able to go to and from the doctors for treatments.
• my mothers dad had diabetes, a stroke, congestive heart failure

That’s just my mom’s side of the family.

• my dad died of cancer
• his dad died of cancer
• his sister has cancer
• his mother had cancer, high blood pressure, congestive heart failure, serious anxiety issues
• his nephew (my first cousin) has cancer
• his great nephew who is in the neighborhood of 26 has cancer
• his niece (my first cousin) has cancer
• my father had thyroid disorder
• his mother had thyroid disorder
• his sister had thyroid disorder

Ok, so now that we’ve established the fact that my family history reads like a medical journal, you should understand a little better how frustrating it is for me when I hear a doctor (and in this case, my good doctor) say the following, “your thyroid levels are two tenths in the normal range, so we can’t increase your medication”

What?  2 tenths?  Is that not like the margin of error in the dang lab?  Give me a break?

Now, honestly, I like her, she is my GP and other than this little thyroid disagreement, she’s been great.

That leads me to the doctor (the man who prevents me from needing padded cells) who discovered the thyroid problem after I had begged my previous GP for years to work it out.  Today, today I saw my padded cell doctor who suggested that I ask for a referral to an endocrinologist.  Ok, will do.  In the meantime, I’m exhausted.  I’m running around with these huge purple bags under my eyes, my hair is breaking off really close to my scalp and my skin…can you say fish scales.

Padded Cell doctor had suggested that I tell the neurologist that he had referred me to about the thyroid issue and see if he would help.  And, that doctor happens to be full blooded quack and he was more concerned with crap that didn’t make a rat’s ass of a matter than he was my thyroid.

So, now the time has come and I will go in search of another endocrinologist.  The last one I had moved within weeks of determining that I had a thyroid disorder after promising me he could help me.  Gone, just like that.

So, there you have good GP doctor, Great Padded Cell doctor, Quack of a neurologist and now…now I have to find another doctor.  What in the heck is wrong with this picture?

How many doctors can one woman need?  One woman who knows her body better than any lab work or lab tech or x-ray tech or what the heck ever.  How come my padded cell doctor is the only one who shares my philosophy that….”you symptoms determine your diagnosis, the lab work merely determines what kind of treatment you need”…and 2 tenths…..give me a break.

Now, to piss off the good GP by asking for a referral to the endocrinologist.  So, I don’t know…..I’m rambling now…and being rude to my doctors….most of whom don’t read this but they do try hard…well most of them…..

Shutting the Rude Mouth!