It’s no secret that I’m not a big fan of the medical community.
Yes, there are a lot of talented doctors out there.
But in addition to what I’ve experienced in my lifetime, I’ve heard horror story after horror story on this blog about people’s experiences with their doctors.
It ain’t pretty.
A lack of knowledge is one thing, but what galls me is the arrogance of some…ahem…”medical professionals”.
I remember many years ago I questioned a minor procedure a doctor insisted on doing on me.
I knew it wasn’t necessary and I also knew I had to pay for it. So I told him that I did not want the procedure.
He simply said if I was not going to listen to him, he would not treat me.
And then he walked out of the office.
That was over 20 years ago and it still sticks with me.
This leads me to today’s Celiac Rant-of-the-Day.
They gave him some breathing stuff to calm his lungs down and then the nurse brought in this wonky looking pain medicine. I asked if it was gluten free (because my son has been glutened before by generic drugs) and she said “oh, I don’t know, I don’t know how you would find that out”.
Yeah, big clue that they have absolutely no idea. So I refused the drug – the last thing my son needed was severe stomach pain on top of the breathing issues.
Then the doctor came in and proceeded to give us a 15 minute lecture about how I need to trust more and my son needs to be less anxious – he even managed to quote Reagan in his little speech. I confronted him on the fact that this seemed to be about questioning the gluten, and he denied it, but you could tell by his “speech” that it was all about him feeling the need to get us sorted out.
Apparently if my son is just less anxious then everything will be fine.
This was my first run in with a medical person who had this opinion toward celiac, and I have huge compassion for those who have to deal with attitudes like this all the time.
A couple positives did come out of the night. I crossed that hospital off my list of places to take the kids if they are in need – I wouldn’t trust them not to give out gluten filled stuff. And my son at the end said “Mom – you were snappy – you yelled at him. Thanks.”
Good for our kids to see that we will fight for them. My only regret was being polite enough to let the guy finish his lecture-I should have walked out.
Thanks for letting me rant!
Need to Vent?
I hate celiac. You hate celiac. We all hate celiac.
With all that pent up anger, people need a place to vent.
Well…I invite you to lie on the Dude’s couch (figuratively speaking) and spew away.
There’s just one rule: Once you’re done venting, you need to move forward and put the negative vibes on the back burner. Positive energy brings positive results.
Don’t you feel better already??