Tuesday, February 14, 2006
Reading KateMonster's post reminds me to also be thankful to the doctor who diagnosed me. I had been taking drugs to treat asthma, which are directly harmful to hearts with cardiomyopathy, and the same thing could have happened to me. However, when my GP, frustrated with my nonresponsive "asthma," referred me to a pulmonologist, it took him about 5 minutes to correct the diagnosis - even though he was a lung specialist, not a heart specialist, he looked at my heart in the x-rays, not just the lungs, and listened to my heart as well as my lungs. He was so sure of the diagnosis that he wrote out a couple of the necessary prescriptions - Lasix and digoxin - right away, even as he wrote up a referral to a cardiologist. So thank you to him, and to his ready box of Kleenex and kind nurse. That was 3 years ago, and I'm still alive now. Yay!
