I have never been a big fan of doctors. Wait. That’s not true. I have never liked being a PATIENT. My behavior toward this end would be classified as crazy or insane by most. I have had various interactions over the years that reinforced my staunch desire to stay out of the healthcare system. I have been a reluctant patient before, trying to do what was responsible and expected; trying to secure a name to put on forms. I did find a gynecologist that I loved (gynecology practice only, no obstetrics). She wasn’t on my plan so she cost more. She retired about 2 years later. Lovely.
I have tried.
“No one can lose weight eating THAT many calories” – Primary care doctor made this statement when discussing what I was doing to try to lose weight. Way to shut down dialog. That was my last appointment with this guy.
“We will be with you soon” – I made an 8 AM appointment months in advance so I wouldn’t have to wait. I waited 2 hours.
“Do you have any questions?” – The first question I was asked at a follow-up appointment with a Naturopath (who I paid out-of-pocket) who I went to specifically about my thyroid (regular doctor would not order the labs). One of the values was abnormal (but not an indicator of dysfunction as it turned out) but there was no dialog. She seemed disinterested in me as a patient.
“Have you ever been told you have a murmur?” – Asked during a general physical exam. Naturally this freaked me out as I had never been asked that before. Scheduled an appointment for an echocardiogram with a cardiologist who, due to completely normal results, was trying to figure out what I was doing there.
“We need to schedule you for a sonogram” – A vaginal sonogram. Do not Google it. Supposedly my abdominal fat didn’t allow adequate palpation of my ovaries. I thought they were a little lower.
“We called in a prescription for you” – A message left by office staff a few days after a routine appointment. Apparently I may have “had something” that I wasn’t aware of. Maybe. Needed to wait for test results but here is a prescription you may or may not need. No one talked to me, the patient, about it. We will call if you need to take the prescription. Really? I believe I warranted one phone call regardless of the test results. I tried calling but hung up after being on hold for too long. I skipped getting the prescription and lived.
“We scheduled your mammogram” – A message left by primary care doctor’s staff who arbitrarily made an appointment for me, 6 months after the first mammogram I ever had. The results were not conclusive so I had to have a sonogram, which showed nothing, but apparently I needed another mammogram. Who makes an appointment for a patient with no discussion? I mean, there was controversy swirling around the effectiveness of mammograms, so sure, sign me up for another one.
Aside from 2 orthopedic events, I consider myself relatively healthy. Remember, these are my standards, not those of “the system”. I am rarely sick, no allergies, healthy skin, never had the flu, colds are rare and if I catch a cold the symptoms are mild, blood pressure good, cholesterol good (especially with the LCHF lifestyle), liver function good…..just FAT.
Yes, I am obese, but, hey, besides my insulin resistance, I am good to go, right? Of course, any number of practitioners would be glad to treat me, err, treat my symptoms.
Speaking of treating symptoms, the word insane has several definitions. From Mr. Google:
definition – in a state of mind that prevents normal perception or behavior
synonyms: of unsound mind, certifiable; out of one’s mind, unbalanced
definition – (of an action or quality) characterized or caused by madness.
synonyms: maniacal, crazed
definition – in a state of extreme annoyance or distraction.
synonyms: mad, crazy; angry, furious, annoyed
antonyms: calm, contented
definition – (of an action or policy) extremely foolish; irrational or illogical.
synonyms: foolish, idiotic, absurd, ridiculous,irrational, illogical
I do not find anything sane, normal, content or sensible about a large percentage of incorrect and harmful dietary doctrines being promulgated in society today.
So, as it turns out, I am insane. And lucky. Lucky to be smart enough, inquisitive enough and defiant enough to know there had to be a solution outside of the norm. A quote from the 1994 film Disclosure has always stuck with me: “Solve the problem. A. Friend”
One of the first tools I used on my journey are do-it-yourself lab tests. Blood tests are routinely used to screen for diseases/conditions and the function of your organs. I have PAID to have lab work done intermittently over the years. This component of my self management began when I started low carbing. Back then, low carb was shunned! Healthcare providers were not big on ordering lab tests from the list submitted by their patients. So, I self managed. That way, the information was MINE and I would not be labeled (that is, categorized as a patient and enter the health care system).
Before beginning fasting I made some investments:
Previously, I used the Fitbit Aria scale. Two days after my fasting observations began it broke. Go figure. If you couldn’t guess, I like to weigh myself.
In six months I plan on having more blood work done and publish a comparison between my baseline and six months of fasting. I will make these expenditures up on cost savings for food in less that a year!
I’m worth it. Totally!