Wednesday, January 12, 2011

I So Should Not Be Surprised

So, I posted that I got my medical records, which is great.
Problem is, they aren't correct.

Reading through those records, I was shocked to see just how riddled with inaccurate, incorrect, and biased information they were.

There were little things that were misleading.  There were big things that were incorrect.

Little things like not being able to believe that I didn't have chronic high blood because I'm overweight, even though every single appointment it was fine, and refusing to believe I didn't have gestational diabetes, because fat people who have big babies must, were just the opening offences.

The big error, and the one that concerns me the most, is that if I understand how to read and compare the sight of my own abdomen in the mirror to labeled pictures of incisions on Google, the site of my incision is listed incorrectly.  That would seem to be a pretty big error to me.  Maybe not to some people, but honestly, if you can't even list the correct position that you cut, when it was such a big deal and uncommon procedure that room full of people gathered to watch, then I think we have a big problem.

I don't want to go into my detailed information right now, but let me assure you, that there were more things to make me upset, than there were to reassure me in there.

The only nice thing is that the OB I saw through the pregnancy, not the one who delivered, did mention how nice I am and what a great disposition I have.

Moral of that story; nice people finish last.  When it comes to medical stuff, mean people who push their own way, and piss off doctors are probably the ones who get the care they want, even if begrudgingly.  Lesson learned, and I suppose I won't be nice to anyone there ever again, just in case.