The bad part about moving to a new, wonderful location is that the search for the perfect rheumatologist begins once again.
Why is this a difficult thing, you might ask?
For me, it takes a lot of time, understanding, and whipping into shape to get me to trust a new doctor. I don't just walk into a doctor's office and have that immediate trust and bond with them that comes after years of getting-to-know you conversations and genuine personal interest.
When I first met my previous rheumatologist, Doc Wiz, who I love, I was very skeptical at first. It took me probably a year of working with him to finally admit that he was a good doctor and that I should listen to what he says.
Now I show up there, announce my entrance, wander into the waiting area, throw off my shoes, open my thermos full of eggnog with bourbon and relax.
Well, the bourbon part isn't quite true, though that would be awesome.
I have been known to throw off my shoes at moments while in his office.
Doc Wiz once had to remind me I wasn't wearing shoes when walking out the door.
. . .
Anyway, that's not the point. The point is that it takes time to really develop that comfortable doctor-patient relationship that is so important.
That being said, I am nervous about an upcoming appointment I have with a doc in Honolulu.
It's been a long time since I had to find a new doctor. The good thing about the last few that I've had is that I had recommendations before hand. This time, I have a recommendation from my new primary care doc, so I'm having to break my usual plan and trust immediately that she knows what she's talking about.
My plan going into this thing . . .
Use this appointment as a test. A sort of interview, if you will.
This doc has to impress me. In the end I need to feel like the doctor I choose is going to help take care of me, keep me on a good path, and make sure that my treatment meets my lifestyle needs.
Yep, that's about it, think you can handle that Doc?
It will be an interesting day. You'll hear more about it soon.
Take care, loves!