I’d just met the neuro-anesthesiologist, the new treating physician to whom I’d been assigned by my local community hospital. On May 25th he confirmed the diagnosis; I had a rare neuro-inflammatory disease. He explained that this rare condition could spread; it could jump from one Read More …
How was adopting a patient-centric approach helpful for my neuro-anesthesiologist? As part of this approach, during our initial consultation yesterday, he asked about my background and experience. Because of this, he found out that my field is bioethics – also called medical ethics. He now Read More …
I first met the neuro-anesthesiologist at 1115 on a Friday morning, for what was supposed to be a consultation to confirm a suspected diagnosis. He was squeezing in my consultation between his surgeries, so his secretary sent me to meet with him in the hospital’s pre-operative Read More …
It’s impossible to describe the relief – after months of being told that nothing was wrong (and to stop exaggerating!) – of finally having a name for what’s happening to my hand and arm. For the past few months, it’s as though I’ve lacked the Read More …
The cast finally came off my injured arm in mid-April 2016. For the next 6 weeks I struggled to make the orthopaedic surgeon understand that something wasn’t right. The physiotherapy (PT) team treating me post-fracture agreed that something was still wrong with my hand and Read More …
It took almost 3 months to get a diagnosis – of what turned out to be a disease – even though my family physician, my physiotherapy team, and I had all known that something was seriously wrong. I’d broken my right arm (fractured my radius; Read More …
