I have a strange fascination with injuries, illnesses, and death. Some of my favorite shows are Dr. G Medical Examiner, Mystery Diagnosis, and Trauma: Life in the ER. Also Teen Mom 2 (OMG - what is going on with Leah’s baby?), but that’s another story. One thing I’ve learned from watching these shows is that there are a lot of clueless doctors out there. So, before I went in to the orthopedic specialist last week to have him look at my knee, I did a little research on Google, found the Mayo Clinic website, and did some light reading to prepare.
Apparently, this qualifies me to be a doctor. After taking some x-rays and repeatedly poking the sore spot on my knee, he told me I have patellar tendinitis. Then, no shit, he turned around, Googled patellar tendinitis on his computer, found the same Mayo Clinic website on it, and started reading it to me like he’d never heard of what causes it or how to treat it before. I wonder how much that cost me? And I don’t even want to talk about the shit show it was dragging my two kids to the appointment. At least he gave me a confidence boost when he handed me an XL knee brace. Really? I’ve got a couple of extra pounds on me, but an XL in something that is made for either men OR women to wear I am not. The only thing that made me feel better was it kept falling off all day. Read the rest of this entry »
