Me, too, kids...3 ring binders, as in OLD SCHOOL paper trail...and proud of it=)
I have a lifetime of records that would allow me to successfully plead my case in a court of law...anywhere, anytime. Turn your anger into ACTION, rather than inward. You'll feel better for it.
Just a chuckle in hindsight...though, at the time I could have ripped off his head and pooped down his throat! My freaking PM told me in the Spring that he had "many patients" and said "I not know you from ADAM". (maybe Abdul or Anwar) I printed a 5x7 and took it to him. It pissed him off and he went bat crap crazy...kicked me out twice. Is it wrong to expect your doctor to at least recognize your face? He also denied that he had suggested Fentanyl upon initial consult. I was able to show him the "post-it" note that he wrote the name/mcg on. He told me I was sly and manipulative. W-H-A-T? No, I was proactive. I never apologize for that.
Before y'all say "CHANGE PM DOCS!"...We live 2 hours from nowhere. The doctors there are jackasses, too. Instead of changing to yet another doctor that I don't understand (nor he w/me) my DH intervened. He now attends EVERY appointment with me, because he believes my PM doctor's culture is anti-woman anyway. It's gone as smooth as silk w/my husband at my side.
Too bad the confrontation and PTSD left me with stress-induced SHINGLES that won't retreat.
BE YOUR OWN SUPER ADVOCATE! Pull that cape from the closet and breathe your fire to release the wrinkles. You can prevail!
Post Edited (Dixie6) : 12/31/2014 6:34:37 PM (GMT-7)