Ginnie, that Neurologist is now history. I recently consulted with a surgeon about having my hip repaired. The surgeon said he would need a report from my Physician and my Neuro before he would consider it.

The Physician gave his approval but the Neuro (who had not seen me in 18 months and refused to let me make an appointment to see him) sent a report stating that I would never improve and that surgery would not benefit me. The surgeon denied my operation.

I spoke to the Neuro secretary about the report bearing in mind that I had done lots of physio and rehab since he had seen me. His secretary is a lovely woman and she told me that the Neuro wasn't happy with me for refusing to have injections in my stomach and he didn't want to be my doctor any more. This gutless, passive, aggressive moron.....never said anything like that to my face. If he had mentioned it I could have explained my decision. I didn't like that the drug was experimental, that I had to sign a consent form enabling them to use animal grade drugs on me, that it was not subsidised by my health insurance or Government, it was $140 a week forever, that I had to travel 40 kilometers each way by bus in my wheelchair every week to pick up the vials, that I had already injected twice a day for two months and had developed sterile abscesses at every injection site, had no spots left to inject into, that they hurt like hell and finally my hand function had decreased making it very hard to draw up and give the injection. In the meantime my Oncologist had offered me an alternative drug to be given intravenously.

That moronic Neuro is no longer part of my health care. For 18 months I was lead to believe that I didn't need Neuro care when in actual fact I did need Neuro input but due to this mans personality disorder, I missed out on the care I should have had.

I don't have a Neuro now and I'm no worse off. In fact I think I'm better off because I'm going to another surgeon and this time I'll say I don't have a Neurologist and it'll be the truth.

I'm trying to deal with my anger at the moment but I'm not quite ready to let it go yet. I'm enjoying dishing the s##t on him.

Feels so good to let loose at him.....wish I could mention his name!