I've enlisted my other doctors to push Emory into getting dates for me. Lord knows, I've tried everything short of physically camping out in their offices. I can ask my physicians to do this because they like me and are doing all they can to help me get back what I've lost. They have watched my decline with much sadness. It's worth it's weight in gold to have doctors like this.
Having physicians like this is no accident. I recently had to change all my physicians with my move to north Georgia two years ago. These people didn't know me from Adam except those specialists that my previous specialists referred me to like my neurologist. I searched, asked for referrals, and interviewed each candidate (doctor) that I would be using.
I approached each in the very first appointment as a employer weeding out candidates for a job. I am paying them after all, aren't I? I paid for my SS Medicare while I was working. I also pay monthly for my BCBS supplement. I also pay out of pocket each year for deductibles and co pays. It makes sense, right? I outline in the "interview" what has been done and tried by others, what worked and did not work, and what I expect from my health care provider. They can either accept my terms of employment or not be hired.
Finding this special breed of doctor is no easy task. So many have a "God" or "Captain of the ship" complex. But choosing your health care provider is your choice and responsibility in the US. Too accept anything less should be against your basic principles.
I'm simply tired of waiting on Emory. I'm tired of the run around I'm getting and it's time to enlist others to help me in this quest. Even if one or two doctors accept the challenge to help that doubles my chances of actually getting a dates I need. My cardiologist and neurologist agrees. It's been five months worth of waiting and they have worked with me to keep me functioning. They are also getting tired of this waiting also and are running out of options.
My physical therapist is reaching out to other therapist to see if there is something (anything she hasn't tried) to help me to no avail. She's reached her limit also. Twice a month she asks me if I've heard anything. She is honestly getting frustrated too. When we first embarked (first appt with Emory) on this journey, she just found out she was pregnant. She's due next month. Now I'm hoping the surgery date is while she is out with her baby, so I won't have to have another therapist other than the one at Emory.
So it's time to get off the self pity pot and go...
Nothing is impossible.