Augecheek, I have lived within five blocks of both of those above mentioned locations. (And many others… 4 provinces in 8 years. Im trying to collect all ten! (Not really))
I didn’t train in Vancouver, here I only work in care facilities.
New Day, New stupid Doctor tricks…this one is my own…
Last May I had diarrhea. Sorry to the squeamish, but I did. For a day or two I dont worry, ok something I ate… whatever. I am a nurse, I know how to treat the symptoms… clear fluids, and I take two days off work. I try to ease onto the BRAT diet, (Bananas Rice, Applesauce, Toast) to give me something more solid than gatorade and Jello brand gelitain desert.
Only Im still not…better. In fact, Im worse.
So I go see the doctor. I get the “rest your gut, drink lots of clear fluids and ease back slowly following a BRAT diet…” speech. Also am told to give it a few days.
I explain that I know this, and have been doing this… blah blah blah…come back if you dont get
A week later Im back. (this is now the end of second week) Im very sick of gatorade and apple juice, my clothes are getting loose,(YAY! but still…) my energy is nil, and I am thinking of buying shares in Kimberly Clark and other manufacutures of “fine tissue products”. My doctor is away, Im seeing her locum. I get this speech about clear fluids…only suggests watering down the juice because it may be too sugary and giving me/worsesening the diarrhea.
Well this at least is something not fully standard, but I am getting tired of seeing now two doctors, and basically being told nursing school semester one remedies. (Q Have you tried avoiding milk products? A. Oh good idea. I will throw out all my clear milk products. Q) Avoiding spicy foods may help. Okay, I wont put cayenne pepper in my flat gingerale. ) I want to get to the cause.
But this docotor wont order tests, because I “really should try clear fluids for a few more days and follow up with your own doctor on Monday.”
So I did. I showed up on Monday. With specimen jars, (full) the smears done, the ones with fixative, the ones without fixative…and my coup de grace… A Lab slip, made out with all the tests I wanted ordered, lacking only a doctors signature. This is all in a bag, carried with me.
My doctor sees me in the waiting room. She says “Oh no, not you again!”
Yes, me again. I go in, I empty my nice little bag with all the goodies, hand her the lab slip and say, would you please sign this, so I can drop these off at the lab on my way out.
She signed. About 4 days later she calls. Yes I had an intestinal virus. Yes I needed antibiotics.
No, I have not been back to see her.