Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Doctors get paid WAY TOO MUCH money...

...or at least the ones in Missoula do.

I take that back, in part.  I'm sure there are some exceptions to my rule and I really believe there are a handful of doctors out there that deserve every thing that's handed to them, however most of the doctors we've come in contact over the past four years have done NOTHING to advance our search in finding a way to treat my son.  I can't even begin to write about how frustrating and disheartening this is.  I'm left wondering if there is more that I could be doing or if I'm simply too "cooperative" with the medical community and so I'm left targeted as a blazing red bullseye.  There has to be SOMETHING that SOMEONE can do to make it so that Cale doesn't have to go the rest of his life throwing up and writhing in pain.

If you read my post yesterday you can probably gather that our doctor's appointment did not go well.  It was a waste of our time, really.  The pediatrician we saw was more concerned about getting home by 5:00 than listening to my concerns.  He told me that our appointment in Seattle was the "magical appointment" and that I would just have to wait until then.

 So I asked, "Am I supposed to just let my son throw up eight times a day and be miserable for the next three weeks?"

 "Yes, because there's nothing we can do."

OH.  MY.  GOSH.

If I were a person that cursed I'm sure I would have screamed several four-letter words at the response that had just come out of his mouth.  This man of a doctor didn't even let the tears of a young mom phase him.  Again, perhaps his wife threatened that he be home in time for dinner, or else, therefore he couldn't take an extra ten minutes to at least give me a few options of what to do between now and Seattle.  The day I find a doctor who actually takes the time to sit and LISTEN to me, and then make a plan on how to go about finding what may be wrong with Cale, I promise I will bend over and kiss the ground he walks on!

Okay, my rant is over and I even feel a little better.  On a positive note, I haven't actually seen Cale throw up today and even though he was in school for two and a half hours this morning, his teachers didn't mention anything to me.  So I guess I should be grateful and see that as a sign of answered prayer. If you prayed for Cale yesterday, THANK YOU!  For at least this morning, it worked!

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