#stupid doctors

[specss-missing-shoe]

To cope with the fact that I have a dehumanizing GOD AWFUL cardiologist appointment, I have...:

Had 1 alarm set as ""stay gold and do it for Johnny" and 1 for 5 minutes later set as "Dallas would beat up your doctor so get up"

2. Comfort sweater + locket from best friend (basically pb&j)

3. Bringing my outsiders bracelets (I have the whole gang plus Buck)

4. Bringing my little dolls (Johnny, Two-Bit, Dally, Partially Ponyboy)

5. Listen to The Outsiders musical soundtrack and blast it in my ears so I can't hear him

6. Think about lil headcanons or stories for The Outsiders

7. Die

[thedepressedweasel]

It’s not normal that every doctor I go to always talks to me like they do their dogs and, therefore, patronize me for being autistic. I once had one doctor ask me if I would like to “make weewees (go to the bathroom)” while another doctor once told me that the weather was nice outside and that I should start going for “walkies”. Also, they all kept calling me patronizing names like “sweetie”, “sweetheart”, “dearie”, “honey”, “princess”, etc.

I’m an adult and a nonbinary human FFS!!

[autismrules893]

Story time!

When I was like 7, I wasn’t diagnosed yet, I had really bad stomach pains. So bad that I had to go to the hospital. The doctors decided that I had appendicitis and that my appendix had to be removed. Anyway, they removed it and all was fine except that the pains hadn’t gone away. Well guess what?! The pain was my anxiety so if anyone ever says that ‘it’s not that bad’ or ‘you’ll live’, think of this.

[angsty-bluebird]

Hi. A “fun fact” I learned last year was that migraine research hasn’t changed in 40 years because it isn’t seen as urgent! It’s “not deadly” however patients with migraines are at higher risk of both stroke and suicide. The nerves in the brain can be triggered in the same way as if they were having a stroke, and cause the body to have a stroke. People that suffer from any type of chronic illness are living day to day with a low quality of life. They are also living in immense pain. It’s enough to drive people to the point of suicide. So don’t you dare tell me it’s not deadly. 

[thefibrofiles]

Broooo.

I'm so annoyed that my doctors solution to my pain is "take some motrin and you'll be good." Uh, hi have we met before and do you actually know what endometriosis is? Clearly not because motrin literally won't solve anything you fucking inbacile!!!! People really need to do some more research on endometriosis because not once has taking motrin or tylenol ever solved any of my pain or made me feel even remotely better.

YOU SUCK SIR !

[still-arbietar]

ER Ableism

Continued. Part 2.

I had been throwing up for a week, it started with every thirty minutes then it let up to once every hour, then back to thirty minutes. It fluctuated like this the entirety of the week, I got no sleep and wasn't able to keep anything down.

I, again, hesitated to go to the ER because of past times. I was taken by my best friend when she came to check on me because I apparently looked like walking death.

At the ER I was triaged immediately and told my BP was low, pulse was high, ekg was erratic, fever was 103F, and oxygen was 94%. I was put on oxygen, an IV was placed, ekg and BP monitoring was started.

It sounded really serious and they were treating it seriously but instead of giving me a room, a bed, or even a wheelchair I was sent back to the waiting room with all of the machines. I was given meds but privacy wasn't taken into consideration at all, like the rest of the people in the waiting room kept commenting on my state and asking for me to at least get something to lay on. I soon began puking again and passed out, face planting into the tile floor. I was then given a wheelchair with restraint straps so I wouldn't fall.

Next I was given more meds to maybe control my crazy heart rate and bring my stats to more normal levels. Labs came back that because of my puking I had super low potassium, iron, sodium, and a bunch of other stuff. I don't remember the details. They started giving me iv electrolytes, potassium, etc. During this time I got no pain medication only fluids, heart meds, stomach meds, and nutrient stuff. I was in so much pain.

I was still in the waiting room being treated and strapped to a wheelchair. Others came by and helped get me blankets, a wet cloth, and attempted to get me a bed.

After six hours and lots of fluids and meds my stats finally leveled out and I had slowed down with the puking. I hadn't been moved from the waiting room.

The doctor decided that since I had leveled out I was going to be discharged. One of the nurses told me that I should be admitted because I was so close to having a heart attack and seizures but the doctor didn't believe I was that bad because I was able to smile and laugh.

I was discharged and went home. I had to go back to the ER a day later with the same problems but with worse stats. I was admitted and they were finally able to get everything chill.

This was part 2 I guess.

[chronicallyclever]

When I take off work for a doctor’s appointment and they call canceling because the doctor needs that day off...

[grumpypharmtech]

Walked into the clean room this morning and the thermometer read 66.6 degrees and I thought "Gee, that's a fucking omen if I've ever seen one."

And let me tell you, the day did not fucking disappoint.

11 hours later, time to go the hell home.