When Doctors Misdiagnose
When Doctors Misdiagnose.
I introduce this segment with a detailed occurrence that transpired between myself and my own then primary doctor Dr. Barbara ******** (name omitted for obvious reasons) Practicing in Phoenix Arizona.
When a doctor misdiagnose a patient’s medical condition, their health is jeopardized, and an opportunity for a door to open up for a deluge of future ailments to enter, that could possibly lead that person on a road to decay.
During my residency in Phoenix Arizona cerca 2000. at which time I was being treated by Dr Barbara ********MD. who at the time had her practice in said city. I was prescribed the wrong medication by her for the treatment of my ailment, and in two occasions experienced adverse side effects.
The first one occurred one morning as I tried to get out of bed around 6:30 am to prepare for work, I experienced severe dizziness and could not, the paramedics were called and examined me. I later related to her the incident that had occurred after taking the medication she had prescribed for me and she suspended it immediately and new BP meds were prescribed for me on my next visit to her.
The second episode took place one afternoon around 5 pm, I was preparing to take my grandson on a hike along the camel back mountain trail around 5 pm and had taken a pill that was prescribed by her for that purpose one hour prior to our ascend, later into our journey we decided to call it quits and to turn back, as we turned around to make our descend, I could feel a nauseated feeling coming on and could not walk without fear of falling and could not descend the mountain due to extreme shock waves that traversed my body with a rippling effect with each step I took on the trail as I attempted to descended at around 6pm that same day. So, resting after each painfully step I managed to take, I gingerly coaxed my body to the foot of the mountain trail and into the drivers seat of my car which was parked close enough to the trails end, and with grandson beside me we headed for home.
I visited the doctor’s office the following morning, and told her of the experience I had previously while on the mountain trail the day before, and showed her the prescription bottle that had my and her name written on it along with the date it was issued by her.
looking at the pill bottle her reply to me was ” who told you to take these”? to which I replied “you” doctor. She told me that those pills judging from the label should not have been issued to me and prescribed something else for me to take for my BP.
I of course by this time had lost all trust in her ability to favorably prescribe correctly any medical solution to my BP issue, and decided to look elsewhere.
Since then I have been trying real hard to keep the BP numbers within a reasonable lower level and monitor regularly. I could state more of my elaborate experiences with quacks that I have encountered on this journey called life, but to what avail?
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