I look at it like this - the doctor isn't an orthopedic specialist. You've had back surgery. She did not feel qualified to have an opinion on your back, because she was not a specialist. So she referred you to someone who could give that opinion. |
First of all, I NEVER saw an orthopedic doc in the first place. I saw a neurologist, and I've been discharged from his care.
The physical was a GENERAL physical, requiring my heart rate, blood pressure, breast exam....all that kind of good stuff that a famil practitioner is supposed to do. The back surgery was a VERY small part of it - a single line on the form asking me to list the surgeries I've had. An orthopedic doctor isn't going to be willing to do all of that stuff because, as you pointed out, he's a specialist, not a family practitioner, AND the kind of surgery I had wasn't an orthopedic surgery.
I walk normally, even managing to walk three or four miles at a time in under forty minutes. I manage to run a household with three very active kids. I go grocery shopping alone and I unload the groceries from the car alone. In the course of my work I lift and assist full grown adults in and out of beds, chairs, cars and off toilets. I bend and lift and pull and push, all without injury to myself or significant pain - in fact, I probably do MORE than some people who haven't had spinal fusion surgery.
After the surgery, I became depressed. Seriously depressed. I didn't want to get out of bed, shower, talk to anyone....I used to cry whenever I woke up in the morning and saw the daylight because I simply detested life. People were telling me that I'd never do this or that and the other again, I was in pain....life was miserable. Then I got the neuropathy under control (that's the major cause of my pain, not my back) and I kicked myself in the arse and I MADE myself do things. I went to work for hospice, then I went to look after the Mr and Mrs....and I decided that nothing was going to stop me; that I wasn't going to lay down and die or accept that I couldn't do this or that or the other. Yeah, I've got a spinal fusion, and yeah, I have some nerve damage, but I'm still active and able-bodied. I'm not in a wheelchair, and I'm not on disability. Besides, any CNA who knows anything about anything would NEVER lift or move a patient single-handed. You ALWAYS do it in pairs, even if your patient is 95lbs.
Grr. I guess it was her attitude that pissed me off more than anything else. She saw that I'd had the surgery and treated me like I had some kind of contagious disease, holding me at arms length and literally running from the room.
*sigh*
It is my will to use all of my abilities to obtain the following goal: a CNA license and certification.
It is my WILL.