I went back to my GP to start round four of
my battle with my voice. I told him I need his help to arrive at a definitive
diagnosis and prognosis. He was very sympathetic. He’s been listening to my
speech problems for years.
I told Art (my GP) about my lack of
confidence in Dr. Morrison. Dr. Morrison is the senior speech specialist at VGH
to whom I was last referred; he is also the guywho misdiagnosed me after
virtually no consultation.
Art recommended returning to Dr. Morrison
and asked how I felt about that. I asked that he write a letter to Dr. Morrison
asking him to take me seriously. Art did that; he wrote a letter listing all
the things I have done since 2008 and added that I was justifiably frustrated.
There is one weird thing about the letter.
I showed Art things I have discovered about my voice that are strange and
embarrassing to share:
- If I plug my ears really hard, my voice improves.
- If I fake an accent, I can talk but am embarrassed all the time.
- If I say one word at a time, I can talk.
- If I sing, I can talk.
Weird as these things are, they are true.
What was weird to me was that Art listed all these things in his letter to Dr.
Morrison. These things that embarrass me are now part of my clinical history
and I find that even more embarrassing. But if it helps to diagnose me, it’s
okay.
Art and I had a frank talk about returning
to Dr. Morrison. Art is diplomatic; he sensitized me to the challenges of
presenting to a consulting specialist for a re-diagnosis. Some do not take well
to having failed the first time and punish the patient. Plus, after my initial
treatment, he asked me to come back but when I did, the secretary would not
make an appointment for me. She sent me back to Art.
So now I wait. Last time I was referred to
Dr. Morrison, I had to wait eight months — that would be eight FUCKING months. So
this time, anything earlier than October will be an improvement.
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