A few years ago my GP retired and the practice was purchased by one of the new "groups" you hear about. All seemed well.
Eighteen months ago I saw a GP about headaches I was having. After a few questions I was sent to see a consultant who decided I was in the early stages of dementia! Shock! Horro! I was worried and rather frightened as you may imagine. I spoke to a priest, who is a friend of mine. He suggested I ask for another opinion - I thought that only happened in films!
I did so, and the second opinion was that it was not dementia, but I was becoming absent-minded! Becoming absent-minded? I've ALWAYS been absent-minded! My mother used to go mad! All my life I've written down appointments and all of importance on a wall calendar. All I do is check what day it is today, first thing in the morning, and work from there. Easy.
About two months ago, a GP rang me to ask if I was still smoking. I was able to tell him that I had given up my pipe six years ago and had been vaping ever since, a very low percentage of nicotine so as not to cause problems with Blood Pressure. He seemed happy enough and that was that.
A few weeks later, one of the receptionists rang with the same question and then another receptionist with the same question a few weeks after that. Ho hum!
Anyway, a fortnight ago a receptionist rang to tell me I now fell into the correct age group and would I like to make an appointment to have a vaccination against shingles. I was puzzled. "I thought I'd had that last year", I said. "Oh dear," she replied. "Your memory is really playing you up! You need to have that vaccination." So. I made an appointment to see the Practice Nurse two days ago to coincide with my annual heart check.
At the surgery,the time for my appointment arrived and I walked into the Nurse's room and sat down. The nurse began: "I'm very sorry, Ian..." "I know what you are going to tell me! I had it last year!" She was relieved.
At that point I gave her the saga which you may have just read and she was livid! She added my "non smoking" but vaping bit to her terminal. "It should show up here but doesn't!" she said..We had a quick chat about mismanaged databases and I left, chortling, as she stormed off to see the manager!
So...my Dementia? My absent-mindedness? Forget it!! I'll "press on, regardless". The world is full of clowns who assume an elderly man must have lost his marbles!
I'll bet there are more of you with similar examples of nonsense out there! A few years ago my GP retired and the practice was purchased by one of the new "groups" you hear about. All seemed well.
Eighteen months ago I saw a GP about headaches I was having. After a few questions I was sent to see a consultant who decided I was in the early stages of dementia! Shock! Horro! I was worried and rather frightened as you may imagine. I spoke to a priest, who is a friend of mine. He suggested I ask for another opinion - I thought that only happened in films!
I did so, and the second opinion was that it was not dementia, but I was becoming absent-minded! Becoming absent-minded? I've ALWAYS been absent-minded! My mother used to go mad! All my life I've written down appointments and all of importance on a wall calendar. All I do is check what day it is today, first thing in the morning, and work from there. Easy.
About two months ago, a GP rang me to ask if I was still smoking. I was able to tell him that I had given up my pipe six years ago and had been vaping ever since, a very low percentage of nicotine so as not to cause problems with Blood Pressure. He seemed happy enough and that was that.
A few weeks later, one of the receptionists rang with the same question and then another receptionist with the same question a few weeks after that. Ho hum!
Anyway, a fortnight ago a receptionist rang to tell me I now fell into the correct age group and would I like to make an appointment to have a vaccination against shingles. I was puzzled. "I thought I'd had that last year", I said. "Oh dear," she replied. "Your memory is really playing you up! You need to have that vaccination." So. I made an appointment to see the Practice Nurse two days ago to coincide with my annual heart check.
At the surgery,the time for my appointment arrived and I walked into the Nurse's room and sat down. The nurse began: "I'm very sorry, Ian..." "I know what you are going to tell me! I had it last year!" She was relieved.
At that point I gave her the saga which you may have just read and she was livid! She added my "non smoking" but vaping bit to her terminal. "It should show up here but doesn't!" she said..We had a quick chat about mismanaged databases and I left, chortling, as she stormed off to see the manager!
So...my Dementia? My absent-mindedness? Forget it!! I'll "press on, regardless". The world is full of clowns who assume an elderly man must have lost his marbles!
I'll bet there are more of you with similar examples of nonsense out there!