Dr. Wonder

Today was my appointment with Dr. Wonderful. Yes, a name I gave the good obgyn. And yes, I am laughing at that oxymoran. I am due to for this visit and need it as with my anemia I bleed all the time. Look at me too hard and I start to bleed. Of course along with it comes the dreaded pms. I have it so bad I don't enjoy being around myself. Anyway nice nurse takes all my vitals and remarks on the long list of drugs and vitamins I require- I carry my spread sheet with me along with my monthly labs so hopefully I can avoid any further munkay poking. When she is finished with her preliminary work up I expect her to order me to undress and slip into the provided gown and wait on the table for the Dr. Nope in comes the man himself, introduces himself, shakes my hand and politely asks if I would care to step into his office. Wow- I get treated like a human and not a walking vagina. Once seated in his office he question why I am there, plus a million other questions on health of family, history, lifestyle. Nice older man, he naturally askes me countless questions about the study of my transplant-all that I have come to expect as most Dr.'s have not even heard of it yet. Dr.W asks me,"How long I had been a diabetic before my cure?" and I answered him,"32 years- all my life". He looked at me and said- "Yes, you are blessed, that is how long my sister had it when she died last year. She was your age but not so fortunate." When I gave him my condolences, he replied, "She had gone blind from complications, and had received a pancreas/kidney transplant but died of phenomea." Shit. Bam. And I was just feeling sorry for myself about a little blood and some yearly matinance. This is the man I would want as my father. Set aside the fact that he scraped my neather regions with metal instruments. If I am there to have him check out my incubation vessel why must they grope my breasts too? At least he did not stop prodding my cleavage to walk out and pull in another physician mid-cop for a second opinion, and then a third, as I have had in the past. After the dreaded pelvic he brought me back into his office were he approached each of my concerns and not only explained all my options, but drew me pictures and wrote down web-sites for me to look up. I did walk out of there with yet another new prescription, but I will not bitch again about matinance on this body.