You are a better person than I am. I would have made a bunch more appointments and no-showed them all.

Find another doctor! I've had a few who treated me badly because I have MS. One family doctor told me with his back to me not to come back, I had MS and there was nothing anyone could do for me...then he walked of the room.

Another, was my neuro...I belonged to HMO's...he was bringing family over from another country I was told over the period I saw him by his receptionist; we had become friends. Anyway, when I left him I found out he kept No Records on me. He was getting a kick-back from the insurance companies.

I wrote 3 Blue Cross/Blue Shield companies; Community Blue, Security Blue and I forget the other and I was told that they decided to pay him less per patient for his present patients. During that 4 year period I had kept records on what drugs I took, attacks, w/c, etc.

I have great doctors now...keep looking. Go to a MS Clinic, etc. Seek out a good family doctor who will spend time with you and who listens, etc.

Hang in there and best of luck!

Gosh sounds like the military......you can wait two hours for the doctor but then you have 15 minutes 14.5 of which they use trying to figure out who you are!

Good for you, Karilann!! I hope your new doctor is great!

back specialist sees me....well i think its him...its his flunkie....He has me undress....ok...i've done that....i am now undressed with the silly robe on....

i have limited movement plus motion....i now notice the f'ing shades are open and women are sipping on diet cokes, smoking cigarettes and sharing stories of their day....i'm like this really s---ks!!

15 minutes later...the real doc cam in.....now i am also involved in a workers comp case...but this stuff is a separate entity i saw to it.....

the doc asks me questions about the attorney...i answer....we digress more questions about the attorney just worded differently......we move on....then we digress...now i'm on fire...he tells me i'm going to have to learn to live with the pain as he is in THE HALL.......i wait go to the door.....Excuse me...excuse me...finally a voice answers can i help you.....I ask am i all set here? very shaky in my cadence because I have no idea what transpired.....like a movie the question is repeated a few times down the hall....A head sticks out about 4 doors down....its the flunkie....ya ya all set....

Almost like a rejected child at the playground say um um thank you......I try to shut the shades.....that only brings attention to me............
I get dressed.....stumbled out to my ride, remembering for what ever reasons the not in kids in school......the ones who sit in the lunch room at the table alone.......

My ride excited asks me how it went......I was to embarassed to share.....
I was angry...but I was ashamed...then I was angrier because I was ashamed......I returned home to my wife.....Ashamed to tell her.......

Now I going to open up......When I spoke with my wife....I was angry...mad......then the tears flowed....

I share my soul with you....I feel your pain.....I say a prayer for the ones I know here and the ones I don't......

I just wish we could form a group that would hold the meglomaniac doctors accountable.....we share this...we are all very ill......these doctors by the stress they cause....cause us to be sicker...in my opinion....


My heart goes out to you

i'm sorry if the gramma is off and if it doesnt make sence....im not to well.....

just trying to stay i n touch with you all


pete