Turning a Corner with a New GP

Today was the first day in quite some time that I came away from a GP appointment feeling somewhat happy.  That's an achievement considering how my last few appointment have gone!

So, I took the plunge and went to see a new GP today, in the hope that she would be more helpful and empathetic than my current one.  Well, she's not exactly new because I have seen her a few times when my GP hasn't been available, so we're not complete strangers.

The GP I have been with for the past 18 months started out ok, but as time has gone on it has felt more draining and less productive going to see her, as she has just acted in a sarcastic way and not done anything really helpful for me.

Although I'm not naive enough to think that any GP can cure me, all I ask is that they treat me if they can, suggest things for me to talk to my Specialist about or just give me some support and empathy along the way.  You wouldn't think that could be too much to ask, would you?

But sadly, it's not that easy to find a GP who has all those attributes rolled into one nice and friendly package, or not that I've found anyway!  So heading into an appointment with a new GP today was a bit nerve wracking to say the least, and I was practising my meditative breathing in the waiting room.

In the end, walking out of that appointment I felt like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders.  My new GP,  Dr S, was kind, friendly, empathetic and she even noticed a couple of changes in my physical appearance, even though the last time I saw her was in early January!

She suggested a couple of things to bring up at my Gynaecology appointment next week, went over my current health situation, and had even read my notes before I arrived to see where I was at!

It was a real breath of fresh air, and hopefully our Doctor-Patient relationship will stay that way for a good long time yet.  

In the back of my mind I know that it might not last, and that over time she may get a bit tired of caring for me, but all my hopes are pinned on this not happening.  Hopefully as long as I try my best to take care of her, she will do her best to take care of me.

So, How Are You Doing?

That question that every chronically ill person grows to dread...

"So, how are you today?" or "Are you feeling better today?"

On the surface, it sounds like a lovely, caring thing to say, and in most cases it is.  When my immediate family and close friends ask me these questions, I know that they genuinely care about how I am and want to know how I'm getting on.

But as time goes on, you do grow tired of being asked if you're any better by some people.  Those people that just don't seem to understand that your illness isn't going away.  Those people who wonder if you're making it all up because despite having multiple surgeries and seemingly trying a new medication every week, you STILL aren't better.

It seems callous to say this, but it feels like when they ask, they just the instant gratification of knowing they asked you, and don't actually want any details of how you're getting on with your health.

I have developed a response for when those people ask how I am.  I just say "still here" and leave it at that.  Often they immediately change the subject and talk about something else (usually themselves), but surprisingly sometimes they have a different response.  Once in a while, they actually continue on a conversation path about my health and ask more questions.

Not sure if this is the reason, but I like to think that it's because they're so surprised by my response, that they can't help but want to know more...