Day 241 – The patient review with the greatest of patience
Sometimes I wonder whether those in the medical profession that are charged with caring for me are saints. In particular my long suffering GP has stuck by me through nearly a decade of mental health troubles. She is patient, kind and is everything that is right about the NHS. Though I know I am a pain of a patient she always has time for me and it strikes me when I see her today that I am lucky to have such a great GP.
I have been having, for a change, a few health problems and for once they appear to be of a physical cause. I have lost coming up to two stone since my birthday and am beginning to feel quite weak. I am not one to talk about such things but I have been having some tummy troubles that have exacerbated the situation and though I have not wanted to worry too much I am starting to look a little too thin even in my own warped mind.
The best thing about my GP is that you could tell her red sparks were shooting through your ears and she would still find a way to soothe you and believe that everything is going okay. I walk out from our review relieved that for once mentally everything is okay and with no bigger concern about the cause behind the weight loss other than the fact that I have to have blood taken tomorrow which I am not a big fan of.
It feels good to be going to see her with a fairly clear bill of mental health and I am looking forwards to the time when I will see her only for colds, check ups and flus. Hopefully this day is not too far ahead in the future.
