The Non-Compliant Patient

Over the last 10 days I came to realize that I am much better at taking care of others than myself. In fact, I have to say that I am a non-compliant patient.

As having a great love for health care I hate (yes I said hate) the non-compliant patient. They come in and think they "know" everything. This can include what the diagnosis is or what treatment that they need and sometimes they "know" both.

These non-compliant patients are the same one who argues over mundane tests that actually may have or not have anything to do with their doctor visit that day. The spend more time arguing the fact that they don't need that done than what the actual duration of the test would have took.

Sometimes the non-compliant patient doesn't tell the truth on everything. For example, I had to take a little "survey" and to try and "shorten" my doctor visit I fudged the answers slighty. After being caught by a friend who happened to gently-nudge me to make my doctors appointment--she changed my answers to be more accurate.

After the non-compliant patient (a.k.a. me) finally gives in to the test and sees the doctor. The doctor states that I am "not doing well. Not well at all". That is what every 30 year old wants to hear from their doctor. Not only did my lungs sound bad the doctor was concerned with my "survey" answers.

To make a short version of the doctor visit, I ended up with a bazillion prescriptions, including a magic sleeping pill, inhalers, and a pile of pills. Now being the non-compliant patient that I openly admit to being---I choice which pills I want to take and which ones I am not.

I came to realize that I am the patient that I hate taking care of.