What are Doctors for anyway?

Jen had yet another appointment with the neurologist today. She had two tests they wanted to run. She woke up early feeling crappy. Sick to her stomach and her chest hurting. Now, you have to understand she wakes up feeling like this most every day. And it passes. She got out of bed, Liz came over to collect Mike so I could drive Jen to the appointment. We went out into the heat, sweated our asses off in the van all the way to Novi. By now Jen's really ill, motion sick on top of it all. We get to the office and the doctor says he won't touch her. She needs to go to the ER.

What the fuck?

The doctor won't touch her because she sick? Why the hell would she be at the doctors office if she wasn't sick? What a fucking joke. She has had the same thing going of for the last two months. She was directed to a neurologist by the ER and her family doctor. But he says we have to go to the ER. She has been to one at least 6 times for this, I've taken her my self. They do the same thing every time. Sedate her, giver her something for the nausea and send her home. If she's lucky they'll x-ray her. If she's really lucky we'll only waste an hour there, as opposed to the five hours it normally takes McPherson.

So we wasted the trip to novi. A stupid fucking moron doctor won't see her when she's sick. She can't get better with out seeing the doctor. But he won't come near her when she not good. She has a good day about once a week, sometimes twice. But it's random and she can't just walk in to get the tests done. Seems like someone that spent that much time in school to learn how to be a doctor would have learned to use his fucking brain for something other then blocking the wind from blowing through is ears.

On the up side, she appears to be feeling better now that we are home and in the AC. We had dinner about half an hour ago. Potato soup. We started it in the slow cooker last night before we went to Jes and Liz's. If I did my math right that means when we ate it at 4:00 it had been cooking for 25 hours. It was yummy. Mike even ate a whole bowel, along with 1/2 a loaf of artisan bread for VGs.