I don’t mind the constant reconfirmation of my name, DOB, etc. but what gets me and things like:
“Are you pregnant?”
“No.”
“Are you sure?”
“Absolutely.”
“OK. Now pee in this cup so we can do a pregnancy test.”
WTF? Look, if you’re going to do the test anyway why bother to ask me? Really, that is just ridiculous. I know why they want to check for pregnancy in many cases, what with all the complications that can bring to medicine, but don’t give me a third degree then do the test anyway. Just do the frickin’ test already, OK?
There is a nasty, damned-if-you-do, damned-if-you-don’t aspect to medicine these says. My spouse keeps an updated list of his medications and supplements and when he’s going to a doctor he prints it out and when the inevitable questions about “what are you taking?” come up he just hands it over - it’s been completed in non-stressful conditions, it’s neat and readable, and nothing is forgotten. Some doctors love it. Some act like it’s proof of being psycho, overtreated, or drug-seeking.
Then there are my allergy problems. If I hear “multiple food allergies are rare in adults” with that condescending tone that says the medic thinks I’m nuts one more time I’m going to scream. I KNOW it’s rare! It’s not MY fault I won the allergy lottery! I suppose I could just NOT tell you and erupt in hives or rashes or just up and stop breathing, would that be better? Although, despite also having a complete, updated list of my allergies much like my husband has for his medications (though not nearly as long) the local hospital still has one of them wrong - they have me as allergic to “citrus”. I’m not allergic to all citrus, just oranges. Why just oranges? Damn if I know. Grapefruit, limes, lemons, etc. all no problem. Oranges result in hives and wheezing. I can NOT get them to fix it, it makes me wonder what ELSE they have wrong in the chart… on the other hand, being limited to non-citrus won’t kill me so I stopped trying, I didn’t have the energy for it. It’s bothersome, though, that there’s an inaccuracy in the records I can NOT get fixed. And even so, I had them trying to feed me orange jello at one point. Granted, it was artificially flavored but I didn’t know that when they put it in front of me, it wasn’t labeled, excuse me for being paranoid but, you know, I’m just recovering from a week-long severe illness I don’t want a severe allergic reaction on top of that, m’kay?
At least my PCP is decent about all this (and I forgive him for calling me “the allergic one” as it is, unfortunately, a good descriptor for me). Then again, he’s seen enough of me being highly allergic and reacting to things to no longer doubt I’m allergic. He’s also figured out I have a high pain tolerance, so if I come and say “it hurts” he believes me without diminishing my symptoms.
But when you’re sick/injured/in dire straits and you have the eleventy-seventh person come in and ask you the same damn question AGAIN it gets just a touch annoying.