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Rage Blogging to the Nethersphere ...works?

 Interestingly enough just a few days after rage writing, a couple of things happened:

1. I got several letters from the GI I raged about: a letter stating he would now be taking over my care (the scopist ping ponged him to me permanently, yay...) but gave me a clear timeline about when to make future appointments, and then several few result letters about some labs that were done. All I want is for my providers to close the loop after getting tests, not leaving me guessing and supposing. At least he closed the loop on my labs! 

I am not turning a 180 on my feelings about him just yet but I am not kerplowing my care team either. I am also trying to do my best to remember he is human, and probably had a rotten day. I have zero tolerance for arrogant doctors, though.  While I am feeling less enraged after he sent me those "close the loop" letters, I still believe he could have been way more courteous with me.  After my Upper GI, as long as he doesn't ghost me, I'll write a more civilized "This is how we are going to work" email. If he ghosts me, it will be a "we are not going to work" email :) I will not tolerate even one moment of feeling like I am a waste of space on his patient panel. I know I am complicated but respect me! 

2. He definitely did speak with my scopist. Not sure if that's a word but I am using it! I guess My Scopist had an "Oh crap I never closed the loop" moment because he called me today. Interestingly enough something was freaking found in my colonoscopy that needs surveillance, though it's benign. I need an ultrasound to get a closer look. So that's fun. THIS IS TWO MONTHS LATER, MIND YOU. 

Fun future: 
1. Upper GI for motility
2. Ultrasound for weird GIST
3. A new Vitamin K deficiency

I guess this means I am medical journey blogging again so I will keep you all posted. 


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