I haven't gone to the hospital or doctors too much in my life, but every time, I come away astonished at their attitude, and wondering how is it that people can call a doctor a hero. When I went to the hospital to get my gall bladder taken out, I was in the worst pain of my life. I needed pain killers, and could hardly talk, and they spent 10 minutes getting my billing information before a doctor would even see me. When the doctor finally game in, I wasn't screaming or anything, even though I wanted to, just curled up in a ball, and the doctor rolled his eyes at me like a teenage girl - I instantly became more scared of being cut opened by one of these assholes than of the pain I was in.
Before this, I had been misdiagnosed several times - I had to figure out it was my gall bladder from Google, and work hard to convince my doctor to even explore the possibility it was my gall bladder. I had to TELL HIM that not all gall stones are visible on an ultrasound. Before that, I had minor bladder issues, which the doctors turned in to a major issue by constantly putting catheters up me, and prescribing me several medicines to "see if they work" even though they all said to not take if I was experiencing the exact same symptoms that I had told them about.
I almost had a surgery for the problem - my doctor would always tell me that the surgeon would discuss possible side effects before the surgery - I was trying to get info at least days before the surgery, so I could sleep on it and make an informed decision, but I wasn't able to talk to him until right before they were going to put me under. When I continued to press him for questions, he was huffing and puffing, like a teenage girl, any other grown man would have been embarrassed to act like that. After pressing him, I finally found out that a very likely side effect of the surgery would have put me in a much worse situation that the problem they were going to fix - it would have turned minor but annoying irritation into me needing to wear adult diapers for the rest of my life! And he was visibly angry for having to tell me that! Of course, I canceled the surgery.
I could go on and on, like how I was lied to about my bill, telling me it would be around $250, but was really $2000, for tests that i didn't want, and knew would come up negative, or how my daughter was born early but healthy, and simply in the NICU for observation for 2 weeks, at $5000 a DAY, sitting in an OLD incubator, with one nurse watching a few kids. I, for one, can't WAIT until WATSON takes all their jobs.