Today I took my daughter to get her wisdom teeth extraction consultation. Her dentist, my BIL, forgot to fax over her panaramic x-rays. He’s on vacation now and won’t be able to get them faxed over until he returns in a week. He didn’t even utter a “Sorry.” Yippee.
The surgeon’s assistant said, “No problem. We’ll re-do them.”
I said, “Wait a minute. My insurance company isn’t going to pay for 2 panaramic x-rays in a month.”
“You don’t think so?”
“No. Would you if you were them?”
“Probably not. Our charge is only $95.”
“Only? Why would I want to pay $100 out of my own pocket for something that was just done a month ago? I’m sorry but I’m going to have to reschedule the appointment because my brother-in-law didn’t do his job.”
That was just one hour out of our day, on a day that I had a million things to do. And it annoyed the hell out of me. Your situation, monstro, is exponentially more important. I can imagine how you frustrated and depressed you must feel to trust doctors to do their jobs so that you can get the answers that you seek. And you have every right to feel that way.
All I can say is that I sympathize. I hope you find the answers that you are looking for, very soon. My mother went undiagnosed for ten years before a doctor finally figured out that she had Scleroderma, which is a bitch of a disease to get. But I can tell you that even knowing that it was a crappy disease, the relief that she felt in finally knowing what she was battling, was immense.
Hang in there. We’re all rooting for you.