Thursday, October 8, 2009

Sickness and strife.

Come on in, I've got a lot of blankets around cuz I'm sick so I'm fairly bundled up. And of course, I saw some snow today. Lots of people apparently dislike the snow, me I've been missing it. There is something magical about being bundled up and staring out across a field of snow. Or watching the sky release millions and billions of flakes down on the earth. I dig it.

So I'm pretty sure I got the bacon fever, and then due to my wussy immune system it turned into a sinus infection. And antibiotics make me sleepy. It's ridiculous. And of course the fun part is the inability to read, cuz my eyes are itching and focusing for too long makes me go all wiggy. And I haven't even mentioned the unnaturally green coloured snot coming out of my nose. Oh wait, I just did.

But here's the kicker, here's the part that crushed me on Tuesday. My doctor is retiring at the end of November. He is one of the coolest people I've ever met and I'm so happy he has been my doctor. And while I'm thrilled he is able to retire and enjoy his life I'm sad to see him go as my health expert.

You see, as I've probably mentioned somewhere, I'm diabetic. And this means I'm s'posed to go to about a dozen different specialists. I've met ONE out of those dozens that I didn't want to beat with a large blunt object. They're almost all self-important pricks who need an attitude adjustment. Reason why I think all you folks who find House just so wonderful to be completely freakin' loopy. I've had my fill of asshole docs, and no never have they been entertaining.

Anyways, not the point. My doctor has taken it upon himself to consult with those specialists and allows me to go through him for all my needs unless specific equipment is required. With him retiring, I don't know if someone will do that for me. And I appreciated it.

But that's not even one of the best things he's done for me. When I was at my worst for depression, he helped me try a lot of things, not just medications, to try to get me back on an even keel. When we finally found the one that worked, I was so happy, and it was his trying, plus his statement that if I got any worse, just go to the hospital, get checked in and he'd be there as soon as he could to get me stable. You all think 'Bah, he's not gonna just show up for something like that.' Well let me tell you the one thing that really proved it.

I got hospitalized a few years back for pancreatis. Pancreatitis? I dunno. My pancreas stopped working, so they starved me for a week and kept me hospitalized until my systems started working again. Was fun. (Side bar: the oncology ward in the Pasqua is pretty nice, not that any of the unfortunates there got to enjoy it, wow that was a nice/frightening place) I had been hospitalized for one day, scared witless because the doctor was positive I was going to die, and asked if I wanted to, and then shipped from the General to the Pasqua. And the 'Riders lost. Sucked.

Anyways, one day and I get a visitor, my doctor. He asked me questions, sat with me for about an hour as we talked about what I was and wasn't doing. He gave me advice on what and how to change and who to talk to. He spent a lot of time just making sure I not just wanted to get better but had all the tools to do so. He showed up the very next day to make sure I wanted to live. He knew my history, he knew my issues. He gave a shit and that helped a lot.

He's been my doctor for 33 years. Since I was a year old. Can you get that shit? 33 years. Only person who's know me longer and as well is my mom. And maybe the doc knows a few things mom don't.

So this is to you Doc. The kind of doctor who never pumped my girls full of antibiotics. The kind of doctor who embraced alternative medicine, and worked for your overall health. The kind of doctor who, when told 'It hurts when I do this' would say 'Well don't do that.' The doctor who's helped keep me alive for 12 years. I'm going to miss you and wish you the best in all your future plans and enjoyments. If every doctor acted like you, maybe we wouldn't even have to deal with House-like assholes, and we'd all be a lot healthier. Thank you.

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