Friday, May 22, 2015
annastype2diabetes: Introduction to my Type 2 Diabetes blog
annastype2diabetes: Introduction to my Type 2 Diabetes blog: Welcome to my blog. I am going to share my experiences living with Type 2 diabetes. In my opinion, diabetes is an art and not a science, h...
Introduction to my Type 2 Diabetes blog
Welcome to my blog. I am going to share my experiences living with Type 2 diabetes. In my opinion, diabetes is an art and not a science, hence some things come by way of trial and error.
Diabetes is fairly new in my life; I was diagnosed about six months ago. My then doctor has practically dumped it on me in a very matter-of-fact way, like take it or leave it. I was sitting there in a total shock and disbelief, while the doctor kept on pointing to the computer screen and reading the word glucose out loud. She likely thought that I was the most ignorant patient of hers let alone in the whole world. She was loud and overbearing. I felt like I was being ran over by a freight train and just wanted out of that room.
Denial is normal. Later on when attending diabetic education classes, I was told that when first being diagnosed with diabetes, people tend to go through the stages, and denial is one of them. It's like stages of dying. So far I've been through denial, bargaining and now am at an acceptance.
A lesson learned: be assertive with your doctor. I wish I'd stood up and told her that she was acting inappropriately. I should have told her that she lacks in compassion and understanding. And if she kept carrying on, I should have up and left. Just like that.
Mind you, this episode took place in one of the Cleveland Clinic Family Centers. The very same Cleveland Clinic that proclaims in their commercials that "everyone deserves a world class care." A fine example of which is described in this post. I think the Clinic has lost me. Farewell.
Diabetes is fairly new in my life; I was diagnosed about six months ago. My then doctor has practically dumped it on me in a very matter-of-fact way, like take it or leave it. I was sitting there in a total shock and disbelief, while the doctor kept on pointing to the computer screen and reading the word glucose out loud. She likely thought that I was the most ignorant patient of hers let alone in the whole world. She was loud and overbearing. I felt like I was being ran over by a freight train and just wanted out of that room.
Denial is normal. Later on when attending diabetic education classes, I was told that when first being diagnosed with diabetes, people tend to go through the stages, and denial is one of them. It's like stages of dying. So far I've been through denial, bargaining and now am at an acceptance.
A lesson learned: be assertive with your doctor. I wish I'd stood up and told her that she was acting inappropriately. I should have told her that she lacks in compassion and understanding. And if she kept carrying on, I should have up and left. Just like that.
Mind you, this episode took place in one of the Cleveland Clinic Family Centers. The very same Cleveland Clinic that proclaims in their commercials that "everyone deserves a world class care." A fine example of which is described in this post. I think the Clinic has lost me. Farewell.
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