Saturday, May 17, 2008
Urologist Hits Hot Button! :)
When I first saw this YouTube, I immediately felt vindicated with something I had done in my urologist's office...relieved that it wasn't just me, but probably a universal reaction among women ...in varying degrees. Although most women probably internalize it and perhaps aren't in touch with their feelings, just as I wasn't. More about the hot button at the end of the post as I need to set the stage in the office first and true to SeaSpray form...I digress just a bit. :).
In the original YouTube I posted, Teri Hatcher (Desperate Housewives) is gowned and on the exam table waiting to have a pelvic exam. Much to her dismay, she discovers that the new doc doing the exam is her new neighbor (husband of her friend) that she just met. For him it is business as usual but she is mortified, yet acquiesces to the exam. (I am disappointed that the longer version with Terri on the exam table is no longer available (so funny) and have replaced it with the shorter version in which she reacts STRONGLY to her physician for suggesting she may be in menopause.)
I don't know that I could let my next door neighbor do a vag exam on me, although I tend to be a people pleaser and probably would have done the same thing she did because I also wouldn't want to make waves.
If he had been my doctor first and then moved next door... no big deal. But if I knew him first as a neighbor...big deal. I opted to have doctors that work outside the hospital system I worked in because I didn't want to feel like I was getting nekkid for my boss and because of confidentiality. And I especially wanted all urological procedures done in another hospital.
Conversely...since the barriers have already been broken, I would now have no problem working in a doctor's office or hospital in which I was a patient... although I would be concerned about confidentiality in the hospital.
It's been my experience as a hospital employee that confidential info gets out depending on the circumstances and who the patient is, particularly if they are known to the staff. Sometimes people that have no business seeing/hearing a patient's medical information, become privy to it. I think things are better with HIPPA in place but it just takes one person to "confide" in another... or non medical staff in the area, etc. Does anyone else ever feel this way?
Perhaps he should have "asked her" what she wanted to do?
Toward the end of last summer I had a urology test done in my urodoc's office. Afterward, I was sitting in his office waiting for him to come in to discuss the results and subsequent instructions with me. I had pulled the chair closer to his desk which then had me in front of the door as he opened it to come into his office.
As is par for the course, his clinic side was bustling and so there were other nurses and medical assistants in the hallway and also across the hall in a small room where they do something... test urine, computer work...not sure. I vaguely remember some medical staff walking back and forth. I don't know if there was another doctor around the corner or even if any other patients could've been in the hallway out of view.
Also I had taken two Percocet prior to the procedure because I was seriously anticipating some pain and discomfort and as I have already stated previously in other posts/comments...I am a wimpette when it comes to physical pain. Amazingly, I can endure chronic pain (went a year with a torn meniscus until I couldn't walk) but it is the sharp, exquisitely excruciating pain of a stent removal that freaks me out and that has kind of set the tone for me regarding all urological procedures/tests. I am skittish and ready to bolt in a heartbeat!
Now...I don't know about you...but Percocet makes me mellow. I couldn't be angry on Percocet if I tried. It eliminates or greatly reduces the pain which is the goal. I also find that if I am still and by myself...I just fall asleep. However, if I am with people I like ..I am perky on Percocet and don't feel the least bit tired and certainly not angry. As a matter of fact...even without Percocet, I am not someone who readily shows their anger...unless truly provoked and at my limit but even then...it has to be major. I think I have a gift in that I have the ability to still see the person through their anger and so I don't react like others do ...but I digress.
I have raved about this urology office, probably ad nauseam by now... but everything I have said is true. Even though I have always dreaded all tests and procedures, my doctor and his staff have always made it all bearable with their upbeat attitudes, support, etc., and I enjoy them.
So as my dear urodoc (who I ALWAYS treat with the utmost respect) opens the door to his office...he maybe gets a foot in the door when I asked him why this was happening to me. He stopped in the doorway and said "Women your age in menopause.." to which I...mellow, perky on Percocet girl... interrupt him and loudly exclaim "MENOPAUSE?!!! I HAD THE PERIOD FROM HELL LAST WEEK!!!" I can still see his surprised face. He closed his lips together like he wasn't going to go on with what he was saying. I don't remember what he said next, just that he did go back out the door for a bit.
Later that night...after the Percocet had worn off...I remembered my reaction to his menopause statement. I remembered that there were other people in the hallway behind him and possibly some I couldn't see. I remembered that I REALLY snapped at him. Oh-my-God!!! Oh NO!!! I SNAPPED at my DOCTOR... who has worked so hard to facilitate healing in me and has always been so respectful and supportive of me! I'm telling you ...the realization that I did that... caused me to want to die ...a million.... deaths... right on the spot!
I don't remember exactly which test I had done or what he actually did say to me when he came back into the office. I had been stented five times for treatment of my constricted ureter. I had to be on Percocet when I was stented and during those times I was a frequent flier to that office. I remember most details of my visits, but not from that day. The only thing I remember about that office visit is the bustling hallway, the menopause statement and his reaction to my reaction. Everything else is a blank.
So my urologist hit a hot button in me that even I didn't know I had. Obviously...he didn't do anything wrong and was merely stating facts about women in my age group. What neither of us knew is how defensive I evidently am about it. I honestly don't know where that came from but the intensity of my reaction, even through the Percocet is an indicator of just how hot that button is for me. And really...thank God for the Percocet that day or my head may have done a 360 and I may have spewed more than those words. I'm just sayin. ;)
So when I saw Teri Hatcher's reaction to the doctor after he mentioned that she could be heading for menopause...I felt vindicated! Seriously...it was an amusing sigh of relief to realize other women may have strong reactions too.
So...thank you Teri Hatcher and thank you Desperate Housewives! And last but not least...I'm sorry urodoc... the hot button made me do it. ;)