the mixed feelings i have in regards to our Health Care System

Today. My long awaited specialist appointment. My specialist - the doctor I originally saw three years ago.

It's such a long and terrible story of the health system failing. And maybe more so a tale of a terrible family doctor that refused proper patient care. I'll never know.

All i know is that it's been a very long three years of not knowing, being dismissed, misdiagnosis, given tests upon tests upon tests, being shipped out to random doctors, retelling the entire history that grows with every new visit. Until today.

When i finally was reunited with my first specialist. Back in the same room at the same hospital in the same clinic. A wonderful staff. A caring attitude.

And finally - a diagnosis.


Why is it never in english???


Today i had a moment in the hospital, similar to the moment when I was diagnosed with osgood schlatter's disease back in high school, in terms of hearing the diagnosis and having the dumbfounded 'huh?' reaction.

Translation please? says the ignorant non-medically trained patient.

Thank goodness for the internet. You know that's the first thing I did when i got home - googled the dang term.

After three years, a treatment plan. Options. And when I read the websites online - it all just made sense.

FINALLY!!!!

This is why we have specialists!!! They are experts in different areas of the body. Very necessary for PROPER diagnosis.

I guess I now join the few who have been diagnosed with this seemingly rare condition. And enjoy the thought that there are already support groups that exist out there should I find the need to lean on someone down the road.

Your body is a funny wonderland of secrets. Thank goodness for all the advances in medecine.