I think doctors are alright.
When I had to go to the doctors when both my legs started swelling up, the first guy we went to did a few tests, checked my temperature, checked my ears and chest etc. for infection and apparently it was 'clear'. He just said to take this medicine and go home. So we went to the Pharmacy, bought the medicine and I took 2 of the tablets each day.
It actually got worse. The next day my coughing got really bad to the point where I was vomiting, I had massive stomach cramps that made it really hard to go outside and I started getting a temperature. The swelling on my legs grew to my ankle and foot and intensified. So my mum booked a visit to the same doctors surgery, but made sure we visited a different doctor there just for good measure. Because I had been wearing long pants that day, once we got there we were shocked at how far it had spread, (from my foot, which was swollen, all the way up to my lower leg). She immediately took action and did a temperature check, and all the other tests, and said it was really bad and I need a blood test and an ultrascan on my leg. (this was about 5PM in the afternoon). We went to the closest blood centre (luckily just around the corner) and I had my blood test (first time I had ever had one) and then at 7PM we had my ultrasound check. We then went home and I started using the new prescription my doctor gave me.
Was that it? No.
Later that night I got a call from the doctor saying she had recieved the blood test results, and that I had an unusually high amount of white blood cells in my body- she recommended I go to the local emergency department ASAP! When my dad told me, I was really scared... going to a hospital!!
Lets put the end of this very briefly-
I went to the hospital, they wrote me down and said to wait in the waiting room- 2 hours later (10PM) someone came, then they checked my legs and got all the details and put me in another room while they put a drip into my left hand, and I was in that room for 5 hours as they needed a specialist doctor to see me and he was really busy. By 5AM the next day, they put my into a proper public ward and I had a brief sleep before the sun came up, and I spent the morning in the ward, having a tube in my left hand for the medicine being pumped in. They finally got a room in the private ward available, so in the afternoon I moved to the level above and it was heaven, so much better than the public ward where you share a room with like 4 other people, its especially bad if one of those people is constantly talking in a really annoying voice, making you feel very very on edge and wanting to get a knife and stab someone.
I spent another night in hospital (in the private ward) and the next day I had my last course of medicine before they decided I was fit to go home (as my legs had swollen down considerably and I was feeling better) and they gave us a final prescription, and we went and got it and I took those tablets. (They were extremely small, which is good for swallowing. I needed to take 2 tablets, 3 times a day, for the next 4 days). Once the tablets were finished up, it said on the box as my prescription that I don't need any more. The swelling on my legs disappeared and all was well
A200
Edited by A200, 25 October 2008 - 10:36 PM.