America Out Loud: I want to talk to you about the power of trusting your gut. Not only that, but asking for help when you need it – asking again, and again, and again until you find the support you require.
So many of us are a little – okay, a lot! – backwards at coming forwards when we need help with something.
Some might call it bravado, pride, others might be more honest and admit they’re too afraid, or embarrassed, to accept they could use some support. Whatever the reason, we need to get way better at it.
You know how much I like analogies by now, right? So I’m going to tell you a story to illustrate the point. By the end, you’ll be able to apply to lessons to life, business, pretty much everything! read more
Good advice, but it took a huge effort to suppress my aversion to anything the UK author had to say after reading
My son would be dead today if I just went along and was a nice guy when he had an postsurgical allergic reaction in a hospital ward and the post-Obamacare nurse wanted to play permission games.
I’ve spent a lot of time with doctors and nurses, surgeons and other medical professionals over the years, on both sides of the bed.
They are not gods. They are trained humans.
And humans fail.
Respect and blind faith are two different things.
The respect they deserve.
The blind faith no one but the Lord has earned.
And I don’t see no halo on them…
^^^^^Ditto on Uncle Al. See, SNS does it without the added NHS blow-job.
The biggest disadvantage is trusting your gut, there is no one else to blame when it blows up!
“Of course, in this COVID world, the best I could get was a telephone consult….”
Been their, done that. I wonder how many people are going to die in the next couple of years from conditions that could have been treated if they were caught early but they were not caught early because they were not critical enough to actually see a doctor in person who could have diagnosed the condition but by the time it is critical enough to see a doctor it will be too late to to anything about it.
I find most doctors are arrogant bastards who are hard of hearing — at least when it comes to what their patients are telling them.
My mom is alive because we keep pushing doctors to do something. We’ve been working on getting her a bi-pap machine for the last 5 months.
Wut?
I don’t think you can compare dealing with the medical profession with your business experiences or the rest of your day to day. I think this guy lives in a cave.
The medical profession like to assume, test, assume some more, repeat. And the insurance companies and the doctors have their own little play book. You need to meet certain criteria to qualify for a test.
I saved my dad from a Doc that most certainly would have killed him. You need to be your own Physician.
I spent a week in the hospital with severe leg pain. Something related to cancer and Lymph Nodes. They never did figure it out. Gave me a shot of Prednisone and sent me on my way.
I will say my cancer Docs were very good.
I worked for a great family doctor in the late 70s and his advice to all his patients (and me since my office was next to his and he always left his door open) was to ALWAYS demand answers to doctors and never take their word for something when you are not satisfied.
He would tell them that they are the best judge of their own body and they are ultimately responsible for their health treatments. He did stress, however, that just because they don’t like the doctor’s diagnosis, it doesn’t always mean it’s wrong. But it is up to the patient to do their research, get other opinions and make wise decisions based on all the information they gather. Don’t just take one doctor’s diagnosis on everything.
Cockwombles. Lost me at cockwombles. Might have been the issue, dealing with cockwombles instead of doctors.
Cockwombles.
I’ve had to see many quacks over the years. It’s why I pretty much have to be on my death bed now in order to go to the doctor or at least know I have an infection and need an antibiotic. That’s always fun these days as well getting them to write you a prescription for an antibiotic, you’d think you were asking for an illegal drug. I’ve even had them tell me you have a sinus infection, respiratory infection, etc., but I really don’t like to see people on antibiotics so I think you can just wait it out if it gets worse and your body can’t fight off the infection then we’ll do an antibiotic.
It’s pretty much why my daughter quit using her kids pediatrician, he was pretty good with everything but antibiotics and he absolutely refused to prescribe an antibiotic. My grandson had been sick for almost two weeks running a fever, but he still refused to give him an antibiotic, she took him to a family doctor who prescribed him an antibiotic and after the second dose the fever was gone and he was bouncing off the walls.
CHAMPUS, and the VA system. It’s like the county clinic/hospital system.
That’s what Biden wants for all of us.
Fuck that shit.
I can relate to this, going through an achilles tendonitis issue myself lately. At least I know what it is. Just not sure if the first prescribed cure (physical therapy) is making any difference so far.
I did a service call this morning for a Doctor that was complaining the he was cold for 2 weeks and needed the heat repaired.
After warning him that all he had to do was press the heat button (red arrow) on his thermostat He insisted that there was something wrong.
The thermostat was 5 feet from where he sits on his ass.
I jumped in my truck, drove to the office, and asked Dr. Jackass watch me press the temperature increase button 3 times .
He did not want to get too close to me because of Covid1984, so he kept his distance. (very jumpy)
Within 5 minutes you could smell the heat and feel it.
I told Dr. Jackass that during Covid1984, if he was that concerned about safety, he should have tried to touch his own easily understandable thermostat rather than invite an untouchable scumbag like me into his office.
$288.00 plus PPE charges & Tax
So yes, I believe this story 100% especially from a Doctor in a nationalized Health Care System.
Kind of funny you posted this today. In 2016 I had my big toe joint replaced by a well respected local podiatrist. I don’t think he did anything wrong other than an orthopedist would have done something entirely different. TODAY I had reconstructive surgery on that toe because the previous surgery had completely fallen apart. Had to be done. So here I lay, my foot up, ice packs, and fortunately a nerve block that should last four days. And you posted this. I don’t know what the lesson is, other than, as you said, doctors are human, it’s a guessing game how any particular body will respond to medical care, and we can’t really know the future.
That surgery I had in March of this year. I diagnosed myself after 7 ‘medical professionals’ failed at the job. I heard everything from you have bad hygiene, to you need an antidepressant, to go for more useless painful tests with the wrong specialist, and 10 rounds of different antibiotics. I firmly believe my age influenced these dunces. Also I firmly believe being female influenced 5 of the dunces who were female.
The problem, while uncommon, is distinctive. A search engine and my symptoms, 10 minutes later I knew what I had. Why the Hell didn’t the PA’s and Doctors? When I told my family Doc what I knew I had she laughed at me, told me to quit looking at the Internet and lectured me on toileting hygiene for old people.
Months of pain, progressively nasty and distinctive symptoms until I finally found the right specialist to see. He immediately sent me to a surgeon.
That ‘bad hygiene’ and ‘all in your head’ was a severely diseased sigmoid colon including a hole (colovesical fistula) between that and my bladder. The surgeon had a hard time getting the thing out it was so infected, inflamed, etc. Any way I got a new sigmoid colon made out of the remaining healthy tissue and recovered fine once I no longer felt like death was trailing me around. It took about 3 months before I could eat more than 1/4 a bland sandwich at a meal and about 4 months to get my energy back.
The Doctor who told me I had ‘bad hygiene’ and laughed at me called me twice while I was recovering to insist I needed to come in and see her for bloodwork.related to my ‘hygiene’. WTF? Apparently she didn’t bother looking at the reports sent by the surgeons. I try not to be vindictive, however, one day I hope this Doc urinates loads of dead tissue, blood and fecal matter, can’t eat and is in constant pain and misery and gets laughed at by another Doc.
@ Sapper Chris October 5, 2020 at 4:33 pm ….
i had a cockwomble once.. i got over it, but it was a trip!
And after 3 months of pain from misdiagnosis, there is this: “First, let me make it clear that this is NOT about bashing the UK’s National Health Service.” What a dick.
It’s a good thing that I paid attention to my doctor when I went to him for a routine checkup and follow up on an edema in my left leg and he told me to go tp the emergency room immediately. He was very concerned about my left foot and how gnarly it looked. That was in April when they amputated all the toes on my left foot. If it had gone unchecked and got worse I could’ve lost my left leg. So here I am 5 months later having fully recovered with an orthotic toe block in my left shoe that I got last Monday and I’ve been back to work for the last month and consider myself to be a blessed man despite the loss of my toes on my left foot, it could’ve been far worse. And all my medical bills were paid for by Medicare, woo hoo after 50 years of paying into it it finally paid off. I even have a handicapped placard now so I can park legally in handicapped parking spots. I don’t consider myself to be handicapped and never will.
Back in 1992, I worked for Mobil Oil Corporation. I was called in by one of the company doctors to get a follow-up chest X-Ray after getting over double pneumonia. After leaving me in the exam room for quite some time, he came in the room with looking white as a ghost. He sat down and told me I had a tumor on my aorta. He was almost crying when he told me I’d be in surgery before dark and I needed to get my affairs in order before then. He sent me off to my personal doctor with the x-Rays and told me he would be expecting me. I could barely walk out of there because my legs were like jelly. I was married with four boys and in the middle of building a new house for us. After studying the x-Rays, my doctor asked me how old that company doctor was. He was pretty young. My doctor assured me I was in good health and that nothing was wrong with me. Simple rookie misdiagnosis. I wanted to go back and beat that doctor half to death for what he had told me. There are people who would have gone home and committed suicide with news like that. I wouldn’t have, but some might have.
@Hambone
Scary story. Good thing you went to your doctor who was familiar with you and experienced.