The Hair Perv: Chronically Misunderstood

In the fall of 2016 my PCP thought I might have pseudotumor cerebri. One of my mom’s coworkers daughters had this and went to see a neuro-ophthalmologist, so we decided I should see him and figure out if I actually had pseudotumor cerebri or not.

This was probably the weirdest doctors appointment I have ever had. To start it off we were shuffled between five different rooms to do a bunch of eye tests. No one explained anything or said why I was doing the tests. When we finally saw the doctor he looked at my eyes and said maybe five sentences to me. He told me I needed an MRI and he would give me a prescription for torodol. After four years (at the time) of chronic illness I was kind of offended that he thought ┬áhad never tried torodol. It’s pretty much the first pain med doctors try when you first become sick.

After I saw him there was one more eye test I had to do. An older man was running the machine and was getting everything set up. To be honest I don’t remember 100% what the test was for since the day was such a whirl-wind. The man had to put some sort of salt on my scalp and then put electrodes over the areas of salt. I had rather long hair at the time, and my hair is pretty thick. As he put the electrodes on my scalp he ran his finger through my hair and said, “I’m enjoying this way too much.”

“I’m enjoying this way too much”

What the hell is that supposed to mean? I was sixteen and that comment was incredibly inappropriate, plus my mom was standing right there. I have no idea why he thought that was an okay thing to think, let alone say. I was there to find answers to my chronic illnesses, not be hit on by some pervy old dude.

We did the MRI and found out I do not have a pseudotumor, so needless to say we’ve never been back. In those 4 four years pervious to that appointment no one would order an MRI for me, so at least I got that out of this mess.

Oh the things we go through to find answers to our chronic illnesses!

Why Do Doctor’s Offices Suck So Much?

This is purely a rant on why I hate the receptionists in doctors offices.

 

Today I had an appointment with a sleep neurologist. My PCP referred me to him, and since I’ve had so much trouble with sleep and fatigue, I thought seeing him would be worth my time. His office is in the city so it’s a 30-45 minute drive depending on the traffic, and we had an 8:30 appointment, so I had to be up way earlier than I normally am.

Fora normal person this wouldn’t be that big of a deal. My body however, hates being up early. Whenever I get up before my body is ready I feel nauseous and get a headache. It’s also inevitable that in the afternoon I’ll crash, hard. Since this appointment was important though, I was willing to risk it.

After driving 45 minutes down there, we arrive to find out they cancelled our appointment. Apparently they had been calling the wrong phone number to confirm the appointment. Everyone makes mistakes, so this wouldn’t be a huge deal, but they had already called my mom multiple times on the correct number, so they did at one point have the right number. We also confirmed the appointment on their online patient portal.

The receptionist also tells us that we’re out of network and they don’t take our insurance. They should have never agreed to see me if they’re out of network. She tells us we could see him, if we paid $250 out of pocket. No ones time, in my opinion, is worth that much for one doctors visit. Since they had taken it upon themselves to cancel the appointment though, we wouldn’t even get to see him today.

Now that’s all bad, but they apologized right? Wrong. Both receptionists said it wasn’t there fault and it must have been someone else. We left because there is no use in arguing with incompetent people. An apology would have made this situation much better, but even when my mom called to try and talk to someone else, they didn’t apologize nor did they care. They even said that they had never heard of online conformation. To which my mom replied, “well then it sounds like you have another problem don’t you?” which made me crack up. They also repeated back her phone number wrong to her three times, which means after going to the office and talking to the receptionists there, they didn’t even change the number in the computer system.

Unfortunately this isn’t the first time this has happened. It’s at least the third time we’ve gone to a doctors office only to find out they canceled our appointment/didn’t take our insurance/never made the appointment in the first place. I understand that it’s a boring job, and that people make mistakes, but this was a long series of mistakes (probably made my multiple people) and they way the handled it was incredibly unprofessional. “I don’t care we screwed up, sucks for you” was the general attitude.

The office manager did called call my mom, and was apologetic. He’s trying to get us in on Monday and is giving us a discount. More than wasting my time, waking up early, wasting my moms time, and making her take half a day off work to take me, not having answers is the worst part. I’m happy this situation seems like it’s going to have a positive ending, but they don’t all turn out so well in the end.

Ugh. What are your experiences with difficult doctors office?

Have you ever showed up to a doctors office only to find out you don’t have an appointment?