It was a letter from my doctor terminating our doctor-patient relationship.
I was stunned. I didn't even know we were engaged! I mean, I didn't know we were exclusive or that we were even in a "relationship". My other man (aka my husband) was furious; he wanted to punch my doctor for dumping me.
But I held him back because: I don't want a doctor like this anyway.
I guess I should fill you in and explain the source of the conflict, because it was my fault:
I had the audacity to seek a second opinion. Yes, that's right. I shamelessly called another doctor's office (one I'd used before) on the advice of a friend. I didn't think anything of it; after all, isn't that what we Americans have been counseled to do for years? Get a second opinion?
Apparently, this is now a no-no. Since the letter emphatically said they never wanted to see me again except in the event of an emergency (only within the next 30 days), I saw the new guy. He's a pain specialist.
And guess what?
I like him better. He thought my old
This is a patient-doctor relationship now.
The point of my story is for you. You are the patient. You are the one seeking care and paying the doctor; the control is in your hands. If you don't like the way you're treated, keep searching and don't give up until you find someone who'll treat you like you deserve.
God is in control and he loves you.