Are you that type of doctor?
I’ve been having neck/back issues for the past few weeks. I have no clue what so ever what I might have done, but am settling on the whole “I am old” theory. I’ve seen my acupuncturist and I saw a doctor. Here in lies my problem. I got some very nice pain pills/ muscle relaxers from the doctor (very nice!). However, I am not a pill popper, at least not any more. I get scared just taking a Tylenol, infact I don’t think I even own anything in that type of variety.
About 6 years ago I was in a car accident (well I was hit by a car to be precise) and tore my knee up something worse then Seals face, minus no blood! (Yeah ponder that one for a bit….and laugh at the thought of your heroine L.P being thrown through the air in slow motion!)
After, I ran out of prescription meds I lived off of Aleve for months. And when I say lived I mean I was popping an average of 8-12 pills a day (and I’m totally lying it was way more then that), and running around like a crazy kid doing about 50 projects on top of trying to finishing my last year of university. (And drinking too much booze and had an unhealthy addition as well to mountain dew and corn pops cereal……..now that I type this I shake my head at the mess I was)
I seriously don’t know how I didn’t die, and in fact I blame that for my heart problems (although all my doctors say it isn’t true) I made the decision, (wait, lets be honest for a minute here, my parents made it) I would go home (to the middle of nowhere) and do physiotherapy and go painkiller free. (I had some hard days! I have no idea what it would be like if I was on ‘actual’ drugs)
So, in another attempted to not take a pill (cause I get dependant easy) I took a trip over to my ever-wonderful naturopathic doctor (an actual doctor, not someone like a herbalist I don’t do those quakes)
And we are talking and then:
Dr.D: ” Are you having regular sex?”
Plum: “I don’t think this happened during sex? But I did notice it after…”
Dr.D: ” oh no, I mean maybe you just need to relax, get your body heat up and work it out that way.”
L.P: “I feel like it might make it worse.” (Uncomfortable laughter)
Dr.D: “Hmm….how come a nice girl like you doesn’t have a boyfriend?”
L.P: “Who knows (eye roll)…you’re the doctor”
Dr.D: “Do you want to talk about it, let it out?”
L.P: “no it’s cool, I’ll just blog about it or something.”
Dr.D’ “well it’s good to have some sort of constant in your life.”
So, thank you to my blog. You don’t get me all sweaty and worked up, but you just might keep me from popping some pills and seeing a therapist.
FACT: I am actually really good at given anything up cold turkey. I get alittle bitchy for a few days, but it’s the best way for me to get anything out of my life.
i think it is great that your doctor is willing to spend time talking to you about anything. It shows they care, and you get your money worth!
tis true, but it was funny and strange at the time; )
yeah, but that was back in your native land… those socialized md’s get to spend more than 5 min, but get paid $10 CAD/hr, right?
jwm, thanks for your comment (your first ever!)
I wish I could shake my head and agree with you, but nope this all happened in the good old U.S. of A!
as long as it’s a doctor I guess it doesn’t matter what kind. i think that was nice of the doctor. and thank you to you for sharing your blog with us. [im in a dutch fan you asked about before]