The more horror stories I hear, the more I realize how lucky I’ve been finding doctors. I haven’t avoided crackpots entirely, but most of my care has terrific care.
Some of this is because I’ve lived in two cities with large programs in academic medicine, so I’ve been in the right place. I’ve also been there at the right time; rumor has it that my first headache specialist isn’t taking new patients. While I had to wait 6 months to see my new specialist, that’s better than no chance at all.
I saw this new headache specialist last week. One of her first comments was that my first doc has a tremendous mind. I’ve praised him many times already, so you know I think he’s brilliant. Having her confirm it at the outset was somehow reassuring. She proceeded to treat me like a human being who is involved in my own care.
In the 45 minutes she spent with me, she answered most of my questions before I even asked them. She respected my opinion and asked questions about the blog. She also told me that she’d like my help if she ever had time and staff to start a support group. We even discussed whether Trexima is all about retaining a patent on Imitrex, how drug companies ration triptans with packaging and how inaccessible triptans are for so many patients. I left the office with six prescriptions, a written list of four abortive options I’ve never tried (mostly drug combinations), and a goody bag containing $500 in drug samples.
When I needed a doctor who’s a research superstar, that’s what I found. When I needed one who stays on top of research but is patient-focused, that’s what I found. (Not to say that my first doc didn’t answer questions, discuss interesting things with me or care about me, but they have different approaches to their life’s work.)
Because I know that many of you have been through countless doctors who don’t give you the time of day, I feel like I’m bragging. That’s not my goal; I merely want to express how thankful I am for my good luck. I was so frustrated when I was searching for a diagnosis and trying drug after drug, none of which worked. But I know I have endured far less than many other headache sufferers.
I’m sorry that so few people get the respect and treatment I have received. That’s one of the reason for this blog. Raising awareness of our plight is essential for health care professionals and society at large to accord our illness with the attention and research it requires. I’m a small fish with huge plans.
is now available. It’s a great novel to show how agonizing migraine pain and neurological symptoms are. The plot isn’t so believable, but it’s still a good read for headache sufferers and their families. If you’re interested in more of my opinions :), see this