I have been seriously ill for 4 months, I have seen my primary doctor twice, I have been to Arcadia Methodist Emergency Room, and have seen a specialist at UCLA. I have seen every specialist you can possibly think of, and my last stop in this process, where I felt I had a tinge of hope finally. Every prior Doctor said they felt based on my symptoms, that the rheumatologist would definitely find out what has been going on in my body. Well..........
THIS WAS THE WORST DOCTOR I HAVE EVER ENCOUNTERED! He started off by walking in the room and just started typing at the computer. He then showed me the computer, and had me say if u had the symptoms that were listed on his computer. For the first time through this process, I felt happy because he asked specifically if my hands had turned blue, and they turned so blue while I was sleeping that my mother thought I might have to lose my hand. Out of every specialist I have seen, he was the first to ask the question about the color of my hands. My mother and I, looked at each other in awe because we thought we might have finally found the path to some answers. WELL TO MY DISMAY, he promptly disregarded all the symptoms we had just gone through, and pulled up a "Cosmo" type quiz on depression. This has nothing to do with rheumatology, as far as my case goes. He shows me the computer, and gives me a depression quiz, in which I answer a few questions, and he begins to count out loud addition of numbers. He asks me if I have been depressed before, and I said "well of course I am depressed right now, I am young, in extreme pain, and no one and no one can tell me what is wrong. My joints in my body are hurting so bad, that it wakes me up at night. So everything he mentions about my joints and the swelling points to his field. So I start to ask him questions and he finally finishes adding Up the points of the depression quiz and says you are severely depressed. I know I am not depressed, when I am my normal self. He mocked my weight, by asking if it was sure that it was fluid, and asked if I was over eating. He then picked up my chin and looked at my blemishes, insinuating I had acne. All of these things made me feel horrible about myself. I started to ask him questions, like well can this be arthritis? He says " No, you do not have arthritis," I ask him why and he says " I have been doing this for 15 years I can tell by just looking. He insulted my mother's intelligence, by saying, "Do you want me to say she has LUPUS, do you want me to say she has CANCER?" This was shocking. I started to cry because I said where do I go from here? He said, well I suggest you back to the doctors that referred you and ask them. He dismissed us, and that was the experience. He left me with no hope, with no light and the end of the tunnel, and he made me feel less than. He did not recommend anything. Last time I checked, I thought doctors were supposed to help. I guess not this doctor. I never write reviews, but I want to stop anyone from wasting their time on someone, who makes you feel like you're wasting theirs. read more