Worst Kind of Doctor.
 

The name says it all. What's your least favorite kind of doctor?
So today I went to go see the dentist.
I HATE the dentist. It's just the awkwardest place you can be. All those thingamigs put in your mouth, it's not right! I those that keep saying open ya mouth! I'm doing the best I can women I already got braces killing my jaw lol.
Before I left they told me I had a cavity and that really ruined my night. I floss and brush every night and morning what's the deal?
I really never liked any doctors in the first place.
And those drops the eye doctor gives you-What's in that stuff garlic powder? I'm blinded!
Let's see how many posts this will get. :D

I'm alright with any doctor. Keeping me healthy is alright with me.

With you on the dentist. Sucky dental genes and been through the mill with that one all my life.

Doesn't help that my lifelong dentist has been in the process of retiring for the most part and handing the place over to other people, who are now bringing in the cosmetic dentistry bandwagon push. :roll:

Gynecologist....loathe them...

Chiropractors. Are they really doctors? No, but they love to pretend.

Definitely the dentist for me, too. Had braces in high school, and man my mouth has never been the same! Thanks mom, you forced me to get something I've regretted ever since, and didn't really even NEED.

100% wrong. I literally couldn't walk upright if not for my chiropractor. When I have a legit problem, like my neck being misaligned, my shoulder being partially separated, or my coccyx being twisted, he fixes it. I lived with chronic back, neck, and knee pain from age 17 to 25, that literally cleared up in a week once I finally got off my ass and went. Every other "doctor" just wanted to get me hooked on painkillers. "Oh, your knee hurts? Yeah, you're f*cked, it's never gonna be right again. We have some pills, though..." Meanwhile, my chiropractor immediately fixed it and prescribed me some exercises to keep it from recurring, which it hasn't.

All of that was BEFORE I started wrestling, by the way. I was in much worse shape, and much more pain, before I started wrestling than I am now after doing it for 5 years. I get dropped on my head constantly, yet thanks to a few adjustments a month I have neck pain only rarely, despite having a chipped C6 since I was 14. I guess that's all "pretend"?

Also, my father was in a car crash where he went headfirst through the windshield and broke his neck. Doctors at the hospital told him that while he wasn't going to be paralyzed or anything, he would need to wear a neck brace for the rest of his life and wouldn't be able to move his head properly. After getting out of the hospital, he had a few weeks' worth of sessions with my chiropractor and not only regained full mobility, he never complained of any neck pain at all for the rest of his life. He never went back for more therapy because he claimed he felt perfectly fine.

So, yeah, I know for a fact there are quack chiropractors just like there's quacks in any field. But to make a statement like that, you literally have no clue what you're talking about. If anything, they serve a far greater function to peoples' well-being than many so-called "doctors" who only exist to prescribe expensive placebos. One masks a physical ailment, the other actually fixes it. That's NOT "pretend".

So THAT'S what's wrong with you, LOL! JK. My mom sees a chiropractor periodically, too, for back and knee issues.

It's probably more to do with all the blow and Schnapps my Mom supposedly partook of while pregnant. That'd be my guess.

Any doctor that refuses to listen to the patient because they “know better”.

I’ve had so much trouble with doctors that I don’t think I have enough characters to explain all the problems I’ve had with them. If you’re curious, here is a synopsis of what I’ve been through. Do note that I’m leaving a lot of stuff out. Spoilered due to size. Not all doctors are bad, but a lot of them from my experience are rude, dismissive, and just plain idiotic. They’re so busy looking at the puzzle piece that they fail to see the big picture on the box. You need doctors to stay healthy, but just remember they're not always right. By the way, if a doctor, nurse, therapist wants you to do something and you don’t because it sounds like a bad idea, they usually reply with “Well, just try it.” Never try it; it’s always lead to bad things for me.

Oh, gawds, yes. When I first knew I was pregnant, I was sent to an OB/GYN who took Medicaid (she was the only one in the area, apparently) and from the first visit, I told her exactly what I wanted- I asked for advice on using herbals for symptoms and supplements, and told her I fully expected to require a C-section due to my size and family history- my mom is similarly petite as me, and I was born that way, so it was a fair bet I'd have to do it, too. I also told her on the FIRST VISIT that I wanted my tubes tied as part of the birth procedure, as I was 30 already, and had neither planned on that pregnancy, nor did I ever want another one. She smiled and said I should consider waiting, as I might "change my mind later". Never mind that having one much older than that is usually NOT a good idea in the first place! (And since I'd already TOLD her I hadn't planned/wanted it to begin with, she was already ignoring my wishes.)

It got worse. I signed the papers for the tubal ligation on the very next visit, and still she protested that I should wait as I might not feel the same way afterwards. And she again ignored my questions regarding using herbal remedies and supplements, in favor of standard pre-natal and iron supplements. I was anemic, and also severely underweight, as I'd already LOST 10 pounds less than a week after learning I was pregnant, due to morning sickness that got so bad I went three and a half days without keeping ANYTHING down- not even water. I had gotten dehydrated, and went to the hospital for it. I was also treated rather rudely by the triage admittance guy at the hospital while I was puking my guts up into his trashcan. Apparently, they were afraid I'd walk out of there wit the IV needle still in me and that I wanted drugs. REALLY??!! I'M FREAKNING PREGNANT AND CAN BARELY STAND FROM DEHYDRATION, YOU MORON!!!

This sort of crap continued from the OB/GYN for the entire rest of the term. And she had the gall to tell me I'd "miscalculated" my conception date, and put it more than two weeks earlier than I'd estimated. According to her, I'd conceived on Dec. 17- which was coincidentally, the weekend my hubby and I had gone to visit his mom and dad while we were going to go to a concert in town, and we slept on the fold-out bed in their living room. No, you stupid b****, we DIDN'T DO ANYTHING that weekend! And it was New Year's before we finally did, so I KNEW when my conception date was.

Sooo, long story short, I fought with her over every detail the entire time, but couldn't go to another doctor because of the Medicaid. Ended up having to argue over the tubal AGAIN while I was in labor (four days earlier than she had expected, and also more than a week LATE, by my own count) with her saying I should wait six months after the birth to be sure I wanted that (not coincidentally, my Medicaid would run out long before then) and that she couldn't find the records that I'd signed WAAAY back on the second visit consenting to the tubal ligation, but fortunately, the prospective adoptive parents of my daughter advised me to go over her head to the admins if need be.

Lo and behold, when I threatened to do just that, she magically produced the paperwork, claiming her assistant had it. After nine hours, they realized my baby's head was stuck on my pelvis (Duh, could've told you that would happen! Oh, wait- I DID.) and they decided I had to have the C-section after all. So I ended up with TWO epidurals and could feel NOTHING from just below my boobs down, and asked the nurse as they wheeled me into the surgery to make SURE the B**** did the ligation or I'd start getting legal involved, which the nurse assured me later that they did. And then the doctor tried two months later to bill me for a follow-up visit I NEVER made, or even scheduled!

That's the sh*ts. That's really awful. No offense to women, but I'm grateful every single day that I'm not one, and a lot of it has to do with nonsense like that.

Eye doctors.
Probably because I go there more than the average peep, as I said in the physical and mental health thread.

:( Wow, wtf? Talk about intrusive. You think any of it had to do with being a Medicaid patient? Have it myself, I do worry about being treated differently because of it. And with limited doctors as options... bleh. :ohwell:


Thankfully the last Gyno I saw was probably actually one of the most awesome doctors I've had in terms of personality. I wish way more doctors had her 'bedside manner.' Would/will gladly go back to her.

Sounds like she had some "magic fingers"..... :lol::lol::lol:

I'll stop.

More like personality that puts patients at ease...

:lol: That's awesome, you're awesome.

This. So much this.

I've had so many bad experiences with doctors while trying to treat my depression. I've had doctors literally tell me that I should just cheer up because there are people out there in wheelchairs and I'm not, so I should be happy because "it could be worse". I've had doctors tell me that I just need some fresh air, exercise and sunshine and then I'll feel better. I had one particularly awful doctor practically yell at me and say that I didn't want to get better, that me feeling like self-harming was just "being silly" and that he "was only willing to treat me" if I was going to make an effort - like he'd be doing me some grand favor instead of, you know, just doing his freaking job.

As a result, I've changed doctors a lot trying to find one who is the right fit for me - which then looks like you've been "doctor shopping", which isn't the case at all.

Then there's the problem of the treatments itself - antidepressants are basically trial and error and people with depression generally have to try two or three medications before finding one that works for them. Unfortunately, I have treatment-resistant depression which means that my brain chemistry often just doesn't respond to treatment at all.

Side note regarding this under the spoiler, to avoid rambling:


Throughout the course of my life, I've tried 12 different medications, only one of which has worked (and that was for a period of two years, after which my system built up too much of an immunity and sent me back to square 1... which is where I am now). I often feel that doctors basically throw a dart at a board and select what they're going to prescribe for you that way. :roll:

Griping aside, sooo many doctors just write you up a script and don't tell you anything about what you're taking - whether there will be side effects, whether there's a risk of increased suicidal feelings, what to do if that happens, whether it's notorious for particularly bad discontinuation syndrome, whether you should expect weight gain. I've had this happen to me on numerous occasions - which is probably why I'm so controlling when it comes to my treatment now.

Without hijacking the thread, I just wanna say, the fundamental problem I've noticed with depression and trying to treat it is: Stuff sucks. There's really no way of getting around that. If a person sat and counted the things about life that Suck, Vs. the things that make it Worth Living, the former list is going to be a helluva lot longer. That's indisputable. The problem with "treating" depression is, you have to find a way to ignore that, and that's hard. That's really, really hard.

Also, without inviting/starting a debate about religion or faith, I will say that if you don't believe in God, things automatically become 1000x harder. You wake up every day wondering WTF the point of all this is, and you don't find many answers.

Really, when I look around, I'm honestly surprised that anybody could ever find a way NOT to be depressed. "Happiness", to me, makes no sense. Maybe that sounds weird, but it's just genuinely how it feels. The world is sh*tty, people are awful, and I genuinely don't know how anyone could ignore all that. :ohwell:

That's why I think so many people who go to doctors or therapy for treating their depression don't often make a ton of progress. You basically have to lie to yourself in order to be "happy". There's no pill that can change the fact that literally everything is f*cked up.

Whoa guys this is a lot! I've been scrolling through all the posts reading them and I just don't know how to reply. The internet was shut down for almost 2 days and at the worst time. :/
I'll try to respond to most

Who would even want that job perverts? Messed up!

True dat! I kinda did need braces though cause I had this huge frikin gap (like Donnie lol) between the fronts.

An OBGYN helped one of my cousins who had ovarian cancer, so chill with that crap.

Yeah, had a bit of a gap, too. I don't think quite as bad as Donnie's, but braces fixed that.

Which makes me more annoyed at the new dentists were I go trying to push cosmetic stuff, because the first time I saw the new woman dentist there (after not being there for a bit too long due to lack of insurance and money to pay for dental visits), this woman informs me that I need a handful of fillings. Yeah, nothing too unexpected there... Story of my life. But when she told me, she says we'll get that fixed up and then we can discuss veneers.

Wut? I don't know if maybe she simply mixed me up with someone else, but I had not said anything about veneers. My alignment is pretty good, thank you, wtf do you mean with the veneers? I could use a little whitening, but beyond that... uh.. no?


P.S. My gynecologist is also a surgeon who deals with that region, inside and out. Plenty of reasons people get into that line of work. We'd be a lot worse off if there were not people who were comfortable doing so.

Love this post to me the best one on here! My mom used to take me to a therapist cause I'm ADHD and nothings changed I still am! She gives me these pills and they don't change anything either! I've never truly been depressed, but things really do suck!

Sorry I was kidding xD Who knows where whe'd be without doctors right? They're pretty important jobs-most of where people get the big cash! $$$
I wouldn't last one second doing it.

If that's all you look at day-in, day-out, you probably stop seeing anything appealing about it. (Not to mention, the diseased ones...)

"Depression" is actually a pretty bad choice of terms, since people think it's as easy as a change in mood. ("Have you tried NOT having a broken arm?" "If you look on the bright side, you won't have AIDS!") It's a chemical imbalance that doesn't just make you feel kind of sad, but blocks you from feeling ANYTHING.

If you haven't read Hyperbole and a Half's take on it, you really should. It's both entertaining and eye-opening.

Part 1
Part 2


Oh, and worst kind of doc: the ones that misdiagnosed me when I had a brain tumor, all three of them, but especially the one who chalked the headaches up to stress. B*stard.

Isn't that the truth. My sister works at a urology place. She's dealt with so much old man junk, as well as the ladies and the assortment of younger people having issues, none of it fazes her anymore.

I imagine proctologists have it worse. :lol: There's an old George Carlin routine about that, about how it must feel to be a parent in that scenario.

"You mean I worked 12 hours a day for 30 years, saving all that money to put you through college, just so you can grow up and tell me you wanna stick your finger up a guy's ass?"
"Not finger, Dad. Hand."
"Oh, JESUS..." :lol:

Wow, I'm sorry you went through all of that BS. This is another problem I have with doctors in general. The ones that don't listen to the patient. I had that problem as well, but not as much as your issue, of course. I'm just glad you had a healthy child safely, despite this nightmare you went through.

In my case, I'm diabetic. I was diagnosed with it back in my early 20s. They prescribed medicine for me, but it didn't help much since I developed the side effects from it. I kept trying, but it was interfering with my day-to-day activities. I would skip out on taking them. They would try a new oral medication, but I'd still end up having the same issues. Fast forward a few years. My a1c level is super high due to the infrequent doctor visits (I lost my health insurance at the age of 24 when I fully started working and wasn't insurable because I had a pre-existing condition and didn't qualify for Medicaid) and only occasionally taking my medicine (on non-work days or a day where I didn't have to go out). The last time I went to the doctor (before coming to Japan my second time nearly 3 years ago), and I had in the past as well, I requested that they put me on insulin. My a1c was higher than 10..think it was nearly 11. Normal is 7 or lower. I explained how I understood how insulin worked, how to take care of it, etc., since my father was diabetic (albeit Type I, as was his mother; my mother's mother is Type II and my mother 's father was diabetic as well, but my mother isn't). The doctor kept telling me no and said to take the oral medication...the same medication that always gave me problems to the point where it was difficult to do any type of work without always feeling sick.

Bottom line, she still said "no" and threw pills at me again, which I just refused to take.

When I came to Japan, and FINALLY went to a doctor (here, if you work, you automatically get insurance because everyone pays into a system, but you can pay extra for more insurance), despite my hesitation, given my experience with doctors that don't listen to you...

Me: Doc, I'm having trouble with weight loss despite the fact that I don't eat much during the day, maybe once or twice a day. I've had this problem since I inexplicably gained weight without any food intake changes or activity changes when I was about 7 after my tonsilectomy. Why?

Doctor: You probably eat too much. Take in fewer calories.

Me: -_-

...seriously, this was an issue. I wanted to try that gastric bypass surgery back at like 22 or so, but when I gave my diet chart to the dietician, she was like, "No no no. You are not a candidate for this. You don't take in too many calories, nor are you constantly eating like most patients. You don't eat enough. You'd probably get malnourished if you went through with this surgery."

Anyway, back to the story...I came here, they checked my a1c and stuff, saw that it had hit 13. I, poorly, explained how I opted out of taking medicine because the pills always made me sick. They asked me would i like to try tablets. I then asked, "Can I please take insulin?" because the side effects are less harsh. They listened to me and put me on insulin. I found it so annoying how back home, the doctors wouldn't even listen to me. I come here, they took my issue into consideration.

Even though it's still high at 8 something, it's still going down and I'm trying my best. I know I need to exercise more (like I once was), but with this job, it's a little difficult at times to find a time to just exercise when there's a chance my schedule'll change and getting home before 10:00 at night, I'm hungry and want a meal. This is why I'm trying to find a job with better work hours and a set time that doesn't change; no surprises tossed in....like next Friday. I won't have any time to eat a meal at all, let alone go to the gym. I'll be completely busy between 11:00 - 9:00.

Oh, definitely it was the Medicaid. Not only was she the only one in that area who took it, but her insistence on my waiting six months before doing the ligation AND the inexplicable "non-visit" she billed me for would have been AFTER it ran out. That was the whole point of having the ligation done AT the time of birth, so it would be covered. In fact, my last visit was maybe six weeks after the birth to get the stitches out, and the Medicaid ran out about a couple of weeks later. They tried to get me to schedule another follow up, but by then I'd had enough of her condescending and uncaring attitude, so I said no. Then I get a bill in the mail two months later- for a date that was a month past the expiration of the Medicaid. 400$, for a "follow-up" I didn't make. Conveniently, right after Medicaid stopped paying for all my care. Yeah, I called the office, and chewed them out, and said I wasn't paying for it, because I never went in or even scheduled it. She was trying to milk it, plain and simple. After not even listening to anything I'd told her in the first place!



I feel for you- my husband is also diabetic- since he was 3, in fact. Last year when he had his amputation from a (diabetes-related)MRSA infection in his foot, the surgeon who did the amputation was great, but the endocrinologist working with him literally almost KILLED him! He put him on a new type of insulin that is much faster-acting and peaks much sooner. He had two insulin-reactions JUST while he was in the hospital (I didn't even know about them until later) and one the day after he left, because of the type the idiot prescribed, in spite of the fact that the one my hubby has used FOR YEARS worked for him very well, and he knew exactly how it worked for him and how to adjust it if need be. There was no need to change, and the crap they switched him to was also over 200$ a bottle, which we can't even afford! his current one is only 25$ for the generic version, which is what he uses. I'd spend half-a paycheck for that other crap, and that stuff nearly killed him. THREE times! This is what happens when a doctor who wasn't even alive yet when my hubby was originally diagnosed thinks he knows more about the situation than the one who's been living with it his entire life. Know-it-all kid docs....

Any of the cosplayers at a comic con...


Wait...

HAH. Sick burn, homie.

I hate TV doctors, like Dr. Oz. Especially, when they promote "cure" products that they get paid to promote. I guess, that's no different than many medical doctors that get incentives to prescribe certain medicines, as well. Although, I'm not implying that the things they promote or prescribe are ineffective; I'm saying that they shouldn't find ways to profit from our health because it creates that environment that feeds off of unhealthy people.

Dude, that's on my TV screen right now.
Lol!

Yeah, I hate Dr. Oz, too. Such a jerk.

I never hated my orthodontist, but I did hate having braces and having to get them tweaked. That was just a pain in the butt for me, so I'm glad I don't have to do that anymore.

I don't think I've personally ever dealt with a terrible doctor. However, my sister and I did have a dentist who put sealants on our teeth several years ago, in order to prevent cavities. I don't know if it was the way he installed them, or if it was a bad batch of sealant, but after a few years they ended up working lose- but not enough for us to notice. So sugar and crap got under the sealants, and actually caused cavities. There wasn't anything we could do about it, because no brushing/flossing/mouthwashing could have prevented them from occurring. I only had to get one cavity filled, but my sister had to have three or four done. To this day, she completely loathes that dentist, even though we found a different one whom she actually likes.

NHS Specialists, I'm not sure what the US equivalent is but in the UK these are the higher consultants. Now I've paid to see a Specialist privately, he was wonderful, cost me a fortune but hey I can walk properly because of that guy, I owe him a lot.
The specialist I saw under the NHS for multiple miscarriage however told us to go away and get pregnant. again.... really understanding that guy. The anger I feel towards him even now is as bad as the day he shrugged and said it, so blasé.
It just boils down to the person, they're only human, some are a*holes, some mercifully save our lives.

Wonder if he went to the same "school" of medicine as the one I had. They sound like two peas in a pod....