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Because of the deflation of it all being over....all the stress...then I went to the Dr. AGAIN...because my stomach is still acting up after 10 weeks now and only in the morning. I wanted my test results...and that office is notorius for forgetting. I went in really angry that I have been struggling and getting not much response from my Dr. of 10 plus years.
Ended up I asked him to be FRANK with me...and said I was concerned that he didn't let me know about my test....and concerned about paperwork that doesn't get filled out in a timely manner. And asked if I should get a new Dr. He said YEA....you probably should...I have alot of other patients and don't have the time to spend with you "Missy". I was floored (even thou I asked him). 5 months ago...my boyfriend attended an appt. with me to ask him if he was OK with doing all this paperwork I need because I was afraid to ask him. I needed him for benefits...Long Term Disability.
At that time..he said YEA..he was on board and fine with it. He works in an Urgent Care facility but is a Primary Care Dr. as well...I wish he had said NO at that time...Now I'm in deep with specialists and need him he bails on me! He did say I could use his office for the rest of the afternoon to look at my files and ask for copies of what I want. So what I DID was take all the files out of my folder that pertained to my alcoholism! And on those files...were test results that he never discussed with me...like super HIGH blood sugar..and a new LUNG NODULE.
My first thought when leaving (as there is a store next door to the office)... WAS DRINK! I needed cigs too...so I went in the store...and I was balling my eyes out by the way...because he didn't even say an appropriate goodbye...left me my folder and left me in the room. I felt abandoned once again!
I went in the store...I was starving too....I saw the little "nips" of alcohol near the register and was so tempted to buy one...but did not.
Then I got home...without alcohol..and my mother called 2 hours later..telling me she was in HOSPITAL! UGH...So I went to pick her up at 10pm. I can't believe I did NOT drink. AND I'm very glad I didn't.
My mother said...these things happen to people all the time and I should just cope and move on....not easy for an alcoholic...Not easy at all.
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