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My Frustrations with Doctors

I have never been one that's been big on doctors.  I don't like taking medicine if I don't have to.  I don't go to the doctor for every little thing.  I can pretty much tell when I absolutely have to go and am not getting better on my own and then grudgingly give in and go.

Having to see as many doctors as I did with Jasmine was obviously not fun for me.  Each one giving their own opinion and some of them giving conflicting information.  One saying an issue was serious and the other saying it wasn't a big issue at all.

It took me a long time to realize that I don't HAVE to see any doctor.  We have a choice here and that is one of the good things about our medical system.  I had a negative experience at my first MFM and left every appointment feeling negative and hopeless.  Like there was no point in fighting.  Then I realized I didn't have to keep going there because I was the customer.  I was the one paying and I had a choice to leave.  So I did.  No one argued with speaking about my experience there.  No one berated me for it and most people agreed it was a good thing I left.

But here's what I find frustrating.  I did not have a good overall experience in Florida with my doctors.  Things were fine before the trisomy diagnosis and things changed after that.  It would take longer to get back to me.  I understand doctors are busy. But the thing I can't get past is waiting three days to call me back when I could have been getting elsewhere faster since I was ultimately told I wouldn't be getting any help there when it came down to the bitter end.  I can't even TALK about my experience with this without being berated or attacked.  Being told I'm wrong.  Well guess what?  No one else was on the receiving end of those phone calls.  No one else knows what was said. You weren't there so how can you tell me I'm wrong?  I know exactly what I was told.

No one ever said that either of these doctors weren't a good doctor.  I have never questioned that.  But people should be free to talk about the not so great experiences just as much as they should be able to speak about the good ones.  The two have no affect on each other.  One doesn't diminish the other.  Both are valid.  It's like writing a review for a product. Should only those with good reviews be able to speak up?  Well that doesn't seem right.

And by not allowing me to share, you are in fact belitting and diminishing my experience and I refuse to let that happen anymore.  No one has the right to tell me how to feel or what I can or can't say.  Just as I have no right to tell anyone else what to say or feel.  All we know is our own experiences. No one else has been in our exact shoes.  I want to be free to share my story and to share Jasmine's story.

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