Today i went back to the physical therapy place. I still need back rubs - heating pads and electric shock on my back - it actually makes me feel good - and getting an adjustment from the chiropractor is pretty fucking awesome - my posture has improved 100%.
I walked in, said hello to the receptionist (they love me there - I bet when they see me walk in they just see a huge walking dollar sign with furry boots) - and went to the bathroom to - well to use the bathroom - and to take off my hat, gloves, scarf and heavy down coat. As I'm walking down the hallway i hear, "That's her..." and then, "That's young lady is very ill.." Hmmm maybe they weren't talking about me I thought. I get out of the bathroom and Dr. Kevorkian is standing there. "What happened to you sweetheart?" Now I'm sweetheart? I was dying two days ago, "Why didn't you go to the emergency room?" I shrugged, "because I didn't think it was an emergency??!" I went on to tell him that I am getting a second opinion, and I would like a copy of my Cat scan results. Oh, and by the way, I reminded him to look up the HIPPA laws when he got a chance - mostly the bits about DOCTOR/PATIENT CONFIDENTIALITY (Thanks Lucky Bob!).
Dr. Kevorkian was left with his jaw on the floor like, "how did this cross eyed bitch know about that??!" and i went for my therapy.Dr. Kevorkian told the nurse who was doing my treatment not to do anything too strenuous because there is a likelihood of hydrocephalus. When he walked out of the room, the nurse told me, "I do not think you have anything to worry about." I told the chiropractor I was diagnosed with fluid on the brain and he was like, "No, there is no way you have that - it is very unlikely you have that - don't even worry about it."
First thing next week I'm going to my GP with my test results to get a referral for a QUALIFIED neurologist - and then I'll take it from there. Thanks again to everyone for their advice - especially Lucky Bob - who is actually in the medical field and knows about proper procedure and ethics.I'm off to stick a bendy-straw in my head and go to sleep.
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