Save Your Feet
About the author: Lin Stone is a professional author, writer, photographer. His home page can be found at http://www.talewins.com/LinStone.htm with links to his books, and many of his articles and essays which have been published. |
It took the mighty influence of two U.S. Senators to get the VA to take my health complaints
seriously enough to discover I was diabetic.
That day brought an end to eight years of being homeless.
Doctors didn't make the discovery; a nurse did. For eight years the doctors had been intent on proving I was -- choose one --
One lone nurse worked on her own time to prove I was truly ill. My sugar was averaging 575 when she came in with the proof even those VA doctors could not ignore. Suddenly, "Now this all makes sense, Mr. Stone." Yeah! Suddenly I was no longer a ragged bum trying to get in out of the cold. Suddenly my strange complaints were taken seriously. But, Diabetic? I would rather have been shot deadern a door nail than join the ranks of those who live daily with that label. In all honesty I should not blame the doctors for their previous lack of sympathy but even in my most forgiving moments I still curse the all-knowing-doctor-god who physically and verbally abused me until the day I pulled out my little tape recorder with the light still on and he fainted. What does all this have to do with saving your feet? Just having a GOOD doctor isn't good enough. Even my good, sympathetic GP ignored my ear pain complaints until they reached emergency proportions and the good Lord shuttled me to an ENT specialist who immediately began lancing the pockets of pus. From then on, when my GP did not provide an answer that made sense or appear to be adequately responsive to the intensity I was experiencing, I went to see a specialist. Oh how appalling it was to learn how frequently what a GP knows to be true has no relationship to what a specialist knows for a fact! See a SPECIALIST. Over the years I have learned that dedicated nurses at hospitals often know more than the good doctors who send patients to them. It makes sense; nurses are dealing with the problems first hand while GPs see only the results. Specialists know more than dedicated nurses. That makes sense too; they see only those patients which GPs aren't able to help. And lately I have learned that manufacturers of special equipment have specialized knowledge unknown to good GPs. That makes sense too. Their equipment deals daily with those patients in the last desperate stages of treatment. For example: I was interviewing the CEO of OCMI about a protective boot prescribed for bedridden patients when he casually began listing skin abrasion problems which have tormented me for ages. "The skin on the feet of a diabetic is far more sensitive to abrasion than the feet of a regular patient." From that CEO I also learned that the equipment being manufactured by OMCI must have consideration built in to accommodate the sudden swelling of a diabetic's feet and lower legs. "Ah, so THAT'S why my legs suddenly swell up to about twice their normal size! So THAT'S why my feet will suddenly reject the shoes I wear and feel like I've roasted them for hours in the microwave! Maybe it is only my experience with that VA all-knowing-doctor-god which makes me draw back at the first hint of disbelief when I begin describing strange symptoms. Until I did that interview with OMCI I would mumble a few words about foot problems, then immediately hush when a frown crossed my beloved physician's belabored brow. Now I am armed with confidence that my abnormal symptoms are "normal" for the extreme diabetic label attached to me. Now I can march back to my GP and persist in my lamentations until something is done about it, like the acquisition of diabetic shoes which expand and contract in response to the swelling of my feet. I am not a mind reader. You probably aren't either. Unless you have the courage to ask out loud, how shall you know if that frown on the face of your doctor was one of deepening concern for you worsening welfare, or if it was a frown of disbelief? Expecting your doctor to know everything, do everything and believe everything is totally unrealistic. Saving your feet is up to you. YOU are the one most responsible for the treatment of your health problems. Get over it, Get on with it.
Following any other course is insane. |
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About the author: Lin Stone is a professional author, writer, photographer. His home page can be found at http://www.talewins.com/LinStone.htm with links to his books, and many of his articles and essays which have been published.
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