After three years, a rheumatologist has finally accepted my referral. I can’t even express how this makes me feel. There’s such a sense of relief. I don’t think I’ve ever been so excited about a doctor’s appointment except when it was to confirm a pregnancy and see sonogram pictures during my pregnancies. I’ve had several referrals sent to different rheumatologists but they either weren’t accepting patients or I somehow didn’t have enough Fibromyalgia for them.
I called the doctor’s office and asked if they were taking patients. The receptionist was actually kind to me, and said,
“Yes, both of our doctors are taking new patients. Whichever doctor you choose might depend on your schedule since Dr. C is here from 7:30 to 3:30 and Dr. H is here from 9:00 to 5:30. I should tell you that this office does require a referral, though.”
Yes, of course they do.
I mentioned my previous issues regarding the referral process and my diagnosis. I mentioned how the doctor that made the diagnosis went about making it, and she said that sounded correct. Then I mentioned how he refuses to release the records where he made the diagnosis even though it’s in my file because he’s claiming it’s in his “personal notes.” That he even refused to release the records to the State when they requested the entire file.
She said that would present a problem in not having a diagnosis to transfer over with the referral from my PCP, but there was another option. They were willing to take me on with the referral as if Fibromyalgia is merely suspected and I’m going to see them in order for them to diagnose me with Fibromyalgia and follow up with treatment. She said a single referral from my PCP would be enough, but luckily another doctor said they would also send my file. But then she said that the wait list would be three months long and they wouldn’t be able to see me at the earliest until November, and that was assuming that my doctor got the referral in to them right away.
Less than a week later this very kind woman called me and told me that the referral had come through, they accept my insurance, and guess what else? Someone cancelled an appointment and they have an opening for mid-September.
This felt entirely too easy. I’m not looking any gift horse in the mouth here. I’m thanking God every minute of every day. I can’t wait for this appointment. I’m so relieved. I’m anxious, but in a good way. I have something to look forward to and plan for where I can put together a list of my most common symptoms and history, and know that someone is going to listen to me. Like… really listen. Because this office includes Fibromyalgia in their list of specialties. This office, both doctors, have excellent (above average) ratings on all of the rating sites I’ve managed to find. They’re very, very local to my job. It should take less then five minutes to get there from work so that I can walk if I had to.
I’m so grateful that I might bring Dr. H a spoon.
- Fibromyalgia: It Isn’t In Your Head, It’s In Your Hands! (aprillwood.wordpress.com)
- Patience, Perseverance and Chronic Pain (keepcalmhugpugs.wordpress.com)
- Do I Hear a Diagnosis? (hertreehouseblog.wordpress.com)