July 05, 2007

Taking Incompentence to an Art Form

VW had a post the other day on her upcoming surgery. This has been a long time coming. She summed up the entire fiasco pretty well. There is much that has been left out of the ordeal, but she hit the highlights.

Her surgery is tomorrow… if she doesn’t have a cold. I hope she is well because she’s been in EXCRUTIATING pain.

She called me when her General Practitioner sent her for a contrast MRI of her kidney, the thought being she might have kidney stones. She and I were talking and she said, “I’m going to that imaging center on Burns Road.” I replied with a story about a bad experience I had there and then added, “But how bad can they screw up a kidney MRI. I mean, they’re going to know where your kidneys are…”

But they did botch it up, not really taking a picture of everything the doctor needed. I had to shake my head.

About six years ago, my eldest boy was having some asthma problems. We ended up working through them, but we did go to an ENT to make sure nothing could be causing it from the head end… he obviously had some allergies. The ENT wanted to make sure his adenoids weren’t in bad shape, so he sent us for an X-Ray of his adenoids.

In I walked with my brood, ages one, three, and five. I had plenty of snacks and games to keep them occupied as we waited our turn. Our number was called and we walked in.

I heard one tech say VERY quietly to the other, “Adenoids. Wait. Where are those?”

There was much discussion, to my horror. They stood him up for a chest X-Ray and I said, “Wait! I might be wrong. I could be. I’m not in medicine… but I think that the adenoids are located in his face, behind his nose.”

They both gave me a blank look and finally one of them said, “Well, he’s so small, we figured we’d take an X-Ray from the waist up and we’re bound to get them…”

No kidding.

So they did. And they did capture them. I told my doctor the story at our next visit and he looked at me with the same stunned expression I think I was wearing when the entire episode occurred. I vowed never to go back there.

The whole lack of trust thing.

But when VW said that’s where she was going, I truly thought that they couldn’t botch it up. Kidney stones are so pervasive!

I called her the other day to discuss her diagnosis and she said, ‘I’m NEVER going back there again.”

Me either. And I’ll make sure nobody else I know does either…

Posted by Boudicca at July 5, 2007 09:16 PM | TrackBack
Comments

It's truly frightening when one can't trust health care professionals to know their jobs. :/

Posted by: pam at July 6, 2007 09:06 AM

Medicine is like any other field. There are some truly brilliant and outstanding care givers. They are in the minority. The vast number are competently functional. Then there is another minority group who are grossly incompetent. Unfortunately, they can't weed everyone out, and occasionally you get stuck with the bad ones.

Posted by: Peggy U at July 6, 2007 03:39 PM