THIS IS AN UPDATE MEDICAL POST, SORT OF.
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You would have thought it was the easiest thing in the world to walk down to the clinic and hand in a letter to my local doctor. Not in my Spanish village ! The doctor visits two mornings a week.
To see the doctor I had to go to the Town Hall THE DAY BEFORE his visit at midday to put my name on the list and get a number. There is no Reception just a woman in the waiting room with a pen and a blank list who would not write anything until midday.
I was third in the queue which means I’ll be #3 to be seen by the doctor. ( I have to get a number, as the last time I saw the doctor with a letter from the hospital Neurologist he moaned and muttered for 10 minutes about me not having a number. It didn’t matter that I was still in the hospital ward the afternoon before.)
Midday. The woman started writing down the first name. They chatted in Spanish and another four names were added to the list. Okay, I’ll be #7 then.
Unbelievably the person in front of me added not only her name but another three to the list. Okay, I’ll be #10 then.
As I approached the pen wielding woman ANOTHER Spanish woman walked into the waiting room and proceeded to add names to the list. I was ignored. Eventually I was the proud owner of #14. Not bad for #3 eh ?
The following day I got to see the doctor and handed him this letter (which I Google Translated into Spanish for him). He laughed at the last sentence and said he will talk to the Neurologist that afternoon.
Yay. Letter delivered.
Please can you inform Dr *********** (Neurologist, ***** Hospital) that I do not wish to continue with any more chemical treatment for the “Lewis Sumner”. There has been no improvement and I cannot see any in sight. My hands are still useless for picking up small items, doing buttons, writing, eating with knife and fork etc. and my balance is still poor.
Although I am not leaving the Spanish Health Service I need to try other options outside that may be possible treatments for my hands and balance, such as Acupuncture etc.
Please thank her for trying over the years. Cannot win them all.
I did not make this decision lightly. Over 2+ years I have been diagnosed as having Parkinsons’ then it was genetic and recently Lewis Sumner. I had the full battery of tests which really found nothing related to my hands and balance. I reckon it’s a reaction to stress and lack of female company 😀
The treatments produced no improvement.
So for me, enough is enough !
Here are some ideas which you can help me with.
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