I wanted to share something with all of you because I think it's something we all need to be reminded of once in awhile. We all complain about our doctors at one point or another (I admit that I've done it too), but I think sometimes we forget that they are only human. Let me explain:
I've been very frustrated the last few months about the lack of ANYTHING happening in regards to getting my ICD surgery scheduled. I've been talking with my cardiologist since April, so you would think it would be easy to have a June date set, wouldn't you? And I had thought everything was finally going well when a bomb dropped. Two weeks ago I found out that the EP, who my card had told me would be coordinating the surgery with the surgeon, had NO idea what I was talking about. I was extremely upset with my cardiologist and then had to wait to find out where the lapse in communication happened because she was away on vacation (how dare she be away when I needed something!).
I was finally able to talk to her yesterday. And you know what? She was just as frustrated as I was. She had talked to a surgeon who had said HE would talk to my EP. SHE assumed that things were set up when I got a phone call from my EP asking to set up an appt. It turned out that my EP was simply calling for a follow up, and it happened to coincide with other things. She was extremely upset that there had been a failure to communicate within the team of doctors.
As a matter of fact, she confessed to me that she is so fed up with the lack of communication skills among the doctors in her hospital that she's started to consider quitting, at least the ACHD side of things. It's wearing her down. She cares so much about each of her patients and feels as if she's the only one working hard to make sure they get what they need. When I said I really needed the surgery to be in June she told me honestly "I understand, but I can't make you any promises." She sounded so defeated. And I wished I could reach through the phone and give her a hug.
That's when I said "What can I do to help?" And there was dead silence on the other end of the line. I thought I'd lost the connection and said "Hello?" She said, "I'm here. I'm just thinking." I guess she's never had anyone ask that? Maybe we ought to do it more often. And when I told her "I want you to know that I'm aware you're doing the best you can," she sounded like she was about to start crying and got off the phone pretty quickly.
I'm telling all of you about this conversation so that maybe we can start thinking beyond our own needs once in awhile and realize that doctors do have feelings too. They do care, and ARE (usually) trying to do everything they can to help us. But all they can do is try. And sometimes that just isn't enough.
Now, I don't want you all to think that my situation alone is what triggered my doctor's mood. There was a lot more to it. She came back from her vacation to a mound of problems that were a result of poor communication between doctors as well as having one of her patients code while she was away. I know that hit her very hard.
I will be at my EP appt. on Tuesday, and plan on stopping by my card's office to give her a hug and possibly a card or gift of some sort. I think its important that she knows that she's appreciated. Perhaps others will think about doing the same for their very human doctors...
I've been very frustrated the last few months about the lack of ANYTHING happening in regards to getting my ICD surgery scheduled. I've been talking with my cardiologist since April, so you would think it would be easy to have a June date set, wouldn't you? And I had thought everything was finally going well when a bomb dropped. Two weeks ago I found out that the EP, who my card had told me would be coordinating the surgery with the surgeon, had NO idea what I was talking about. I was extremely upset with my cardiologist and then had to wait to find out where the lapse in communication happened because she was away on vacation (how dare she be away when I needed something!).
I was finally able to talk to her yesterday. And you know what? She was just as frustrated as I was. She had talked to a surgeon who had said HE would talk to my EP. SHE assumed that things were set up when I got a phone call from my EP asking to set up an appt. It turned out that my EP was simply calling for a follow up, and it happened to coincide with other things. She was extremely upset that there had been a failure to communicate within the team of doctors.
As a matter of fact, she confessed to me that she is so fed up with the lack of communication skills among the doctors in her hospital that she's started to consider quitting, at least the ACHD side of things. It's wearing her down. She cares so much about each of her patients and feels as if she's the only one working hard to make sure they get what they need. When I said I really needed the surgery to be in June she told me honestly "I understand, but I can't make you any promises." She sounded so defeated. And I wished I could reach through the phone and give her a hug.
That's when I said "What can I do to help?" And there was dead silence on the other end of the line. I thought I'd lost the connection and said "Hello?" She said, "I'm here. I'm just thinking." I guess she's never had anyone ask that? Maybe we ought to do it more often. And when I told her "I want you to know that I'm aware you're doing the best you can," she sounded like she was about to start crying and got off the phone pretty quickly.
I'm telling all of you about this conversation so that maybe we can start thinking beyond our own needs once in awhile and realize that doctors do have feelings too. They do care, and ARE (usually) trying to do everything they can to help us. But all they can do is try. And sometimes that just isn't enough.
Now, I don't want you all to think that my situation alone is what triggered my doctor's mood. There was a lot more to it. She came back from her vacation to a mound of problems that were a result of poor communication between doctors as well as having one of her patients code while she was away. I know that hit her very hard.
I will be at my EP appt. on Tuesday, and plan on stopping by my card's office to give her a hug and possibly a card or gift of some sort. I think its important that she knows that she's appreciated. Perhaps others will think about doing the same for their very human doctors...