I started on a new insurance plan this month and decided to take the opportunity to choose a new GP. I’m sure you all remember the hellish visit I had with my last GP which made me decide to break up with her. And while part of me would really like to do the medical break up version of piling all her shit in the yard and setting it on fire, I also want her to not make life difficult for my future doctors. So I won’t. Sigh.
Choosing a new GP is not a simple task. You’re given an almost infinite list of names and the only information you have to go on is if they’re male or female and what languages they speak. The internet can come in handy here, with more and more doctors getting reviewed online. But the vast majority of them have no reviews at all, because it’s a relatively new thing to be able to rate your doctor online.
I had one personal recommendation, but the doctor is an hour’s drive away. And not just a normal hour’s drive away. An hour’s drive which is at least half in the labyrinthine, many layers of hell which is ground streets in Los Angeles. The stress and tears accrued on such a trip are immeasurable. But I did know this doctor would be good.
My other option was a doctor who has an office quite close to where I live, and who had some quite good reviews online, but which I did not have any personal recommendation for. I went back and forth about it for a while and eventually decided to try to local guy first. If he sucked, I could always change to the far-away doctor.
I was trying to not put too much pressure on my visit today, but my hopes were lifted when I realized that this doctor worked out of the same office as the doctor who conducted my sleep study. The sleep study doctor who, you will remember, said that my test results supported a chronic fatigue diagnosis. At least there would be one doctor in the office who believed that I have an actual medical condition!
It’s a little early to say, but I think I’m going to like this new doctor. He listened to me, asked a lot of questions and didn’t seem to have any trouble believing me about my illnesses. He’s referring me out to a pain specialist again (and is trying to get me back to the one I have been seeing since I like him, but the new insurance may not allow that) and is getting all my records sent over from my old doctor. There will be piles and piles of papers and test results for him to sort through, so I’m supposed to come back in a few weeks, after he’s been able to go over all of them. And then we’ll see what happens.
But I’m hopeful about him. It’s nice to not be made to feel like a crazy liar. It’s nice to feel like your medical team is on your side and wants to help. We’ll see where this goes.
I’ve got some exciting news which I’ll be able to share soon here! A very special guest may stop by the blog 🙂