[nikmcjo]

ok, i went to an "rsd specialist" today two hours away. people come from far away to see him. i thought yayy, maybe a good dr.

wrong

he walked in and was kinda like whatever. then he asked me why exactly i was there to see him and what we expect him to do (nice greeting). yeah...anyways he was getting info and my mom showed him the binder she keeps that is organized w/ my rsd stuff. he sighed and said it would take awhile bc it was big and not organized correctly. what a pleasant man.

afte criticizing my mom a bit, he said put on a gown, i have other patients. you need the braces and socks off too. of course, we have to look around the room for the gown bc he never told us where it was.

he came like 20 minutes later. i kept my fuzzy socks on bc my feet get realy cold and i still had on my hand brace. he yelled and said "i told you to get dressed and take those off! you're wasting time!" i was like sorry, my feet get cold and you took awhile. he sighed and said lets hurry pleas. so i had to take them off and he grabbed the reflex hammer (grr) and said tell me if it hurts (...). he did one arm and i screamed and cried. then stupidly, he asked "did that hurt??" and i said cant you see that?! then he did the other arm and i did the same thing. he yelled and said "stop doing that!!!!!!!!!!!! how do you suppose im gonna get good results with you doing that??" i was like I CANT HELP IT! CANT YOU SEE THIS HURTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! then he said "you have to tell me if it hurts. otherwise i cant tell." i was like yes...it hurt. he said "it didnt look like it hurt as bad as the other arm. how do i know you arent faking it?" yahh, im a talented actress who can scream and cry on cue. YES, it hurts. then he said i need to cool off. this is gonna take awhile and i have other patients. obviously you dont want to get better if you arent letting me do the exam. then he left.

i told my mom i HATE him (and i have NEVER hated a person before until today). she said just try to give him a chance. right now, we really dont know what to do. i just cried and aid id try again, but i still hate him.

later on, he came back. he said "are you actually gonna cooperate and let me examen you?" i just rolled my eyes and said finish. he then yelled at my mom about her binder again. then he grabbed the hammer and did my right leg. that is where the rsd started so its worse there. he did it and i screamed and almost fell off the table. he said "was that worse? you need to tell me." (yahh, how do you expect me to just be like oww, yeah it was worse) i had to catch my breath. after a minute, i said yes. he was like "well, that didnt appear to be as bad as the other areas (even though i screamed and cried louder). what do you think (to my mom). thankfully she was like yeah,couldnt you hear her and see her? obviously it was worse. he was like "oh..well you need to speak up as soon as i hit you. yo know what. forget it. i give up. you arent cooperating. hit yourself and let me see if it hurts." i poked my leg and squirmed. "forget it. you are never going to get better. i dont know why i wasted my time with you. you and your mom are hopeless. why did you even come here to get treatment? what can i do?" i said ohh. i dunno...FINISH THE EXAM like my other drs did. then he lectured and said he treats pain and i am in pain and i want help but in the wrong way (??) and something about wasting his time and it thankfully not being a busy day or else it was a waste of time for him (what about me?!) and he cant help and he is one of the best drs (HA!!) and can treat pain. im never gonna recover. me and my mom are beyond help. im bright yet not bright (??). etc etc for like 20 minutes. i was SOOOO close to walking out of the room. i would have but i was on the table, my ankle brace was off, and he threw my crutches across the room. he finally said "you arent coming back here until you can control the way you act and arent in pain (ok, if i wasnt in pain i would be seeing him because...??). have a good day (sarcastically)." we left and i just looked at my mom and she broke down and felt awful. i comforted her. then we insultd him and called him some names on the way home. we felt better.

but he is one of the worst drs!!!!!!!!!! grr!!!!!

oh, and when i jumped when he touched me, he asked me if i had ever been molested or touched innapropriately. that is one of the rudest questions a dr can ask. i was like NO! he was like, then stop squirming!