Had the doctors this morning. We told her about the mucus and the blood and she looked at my bum. Awkwwwwaaaaaarrdddd. She didn't say anything about it but has seen that I have been bleeding (not making it up!) and that i'm sore. She also offered to stick a finger up my bum, but I said no.. not this time.
She asked me what tests i've had and I told her. I'm having another blood test to look at my ESR again. Damn, should have asked for that premethe.. something test! Good job I don't mind needles!
She gave me an information pack about IBS and we discussed this.. and she says i've got IBS. Then I questioned her using all my research and information. I have answers for everything and she has answers for everything! She asked my opinions on this and I still won't accept that it's IBS.
I've opted to get a second opinion and see Doctor Snook. The doctor that sees all my diseased family members. He's very good apparently.
We're going to try and go up the que to see Doctor Parry, the one I dislike.
It was all going well until the doctor said give it a few more years and we'll be there and will be managing my IBS and depression. I AM NOT DEPRESSED BUT IF YOU KEEP ON TRYING TO CONVINCE ME I AM DEPRESSED IT WILL HAPPEN! I had a bit of a melt down telling her that i'm not depressed, just very fed up of being poorly and how frustrating it all is.. you know the story by the now.
She has given me Amitriptyline for the pain to sleep at night.
Hmm, what else... so much to take in, in just 20 minutes!
My mum has rung up Dr Snook about going private, he said to go through the NHS first and see him, then think about going private if the NHS idea fails. I found out that my parents paid for my sister and brother both to go private when they were teenagers (different problems)
Last point - when I left the room, my mum walked back in. When me and mum got in the car I asked her what happened. Apparently Dr Hadley told mum that my crying was good. I thought she meant I was good at fake crying because it really wasn't fake. But mum said what she meant was the crying shows i'm frustrated and shows that i'm fighting this and want to get better - i'm not just accepting the IBS or depression.
That's pretty much it. Yay, we're getting somewhere! Also, any opinions on this? The whole IBS thing is bugging me. I'm beginning to worry that if we do go private, what if we waste the money and I actually do have IBS. When is that line to say "no, it's more than IBS" and when do you just accept maybe you do just have IBS...? Seriously going to need counselling by the end of this! I'm going insane! Heheheh.
She asked me what tests i've had and I told her. I'm having another blood test to look at my ESR again. Damn, should have asked for that premethe.. something test! Good job I don't mind needles!
She gave me an information pack about IBS and we discussed this.. and she says i've got IBS. Then I questioned her using all my research and information. I have answers for everything and she has answers for everything! She asked my opinions on this and I still won't accept that it's IBS.
I've opted to get a second opinion and see Doctor Snook. The doctor that sees all my diseased family members. He's very good apparently.
We're going to try and go up the que to see Doctor Parry, the one I dislike.
It was all going well until the doctor said give it a few more years and we'll be there and will be managing my IBS and depression. I AM NOT DEPRESSED BUT IF YOU KEEP ON TRYING TO CONVINCE ME I AM DEPRESSED IT WILL HAPPEN! I had a bit of a melt down telling her that i'm not depressed, just very fed up of being poorly and how frustrating it all is.. you know the story by the now.
She has given me Amitriptyline for the pain to sleep at night.
Hmm, what else... so much to take in, in just 20 minutes!
My mum has rung up Dr Snook about going private, he said to go through the NHS first and see him, then think about going private if the NHS idea fails. I found out that my parents paid for my sister and brother both to go private when they were teenagers (different problems)
Last point - when I left the room, my mum walked back in. When me and mum got in the car I asked her what happened. Apparently Dr Hadley told mum that my crying was good. I thought she meant I was good at fake crying because it really wasn't fake. But mum said what she meant was the crying shows i'm frustrated and shows that i'm fighting this and want to get better - i'm not just accepting the IBS or depression.
That's pretty much it. Yay, we're getting somewhere! Also, any opinions on this? The whole IBS thing is bugging me. I'm beginning to worry that if we do go private, what if we waste the money and I actually do have IBS. When is that line to say "no, it's more than IBS" and when do you just accept maybe you do just have IBS...? Seriously going to need counselling by the end of this! I'm going insane! Heheheh.