I have a beautiful son (pictured on the left), who is already four with a tail. He is an ordinary child. Energetic, fun, active. All he, in my opinion, nrmalno. But how many I have met different doctors for these 4 years.
How many times have I had to pull myself up and remind that doctors are people too. They have a bad mood, illness and other troubles. All this greatly affects the diagnosis. And there are just – inadequate. For example, now my son has had bronchitis. Common disease. We suffer from bronchitis about 2 times a year, sometimes 3.
And we got a doctor-hyperdiagnost. She from our three bronchitis has already diagnosed bronchial asthma, cystic fibrosis and bullous emphysema. I had never known such words before. And she carefully recorded her suspicions in the card and sent us to the regional hospital.
And there, after reading the diagnoses, without looking at the child, or at the x-ray, or at normal tests, the clever uncle pulmonologist immediately began to put us in the hospital. He said that my son was practically near death, judging by the records in the card, and we urgently need to be hospitalized. I refused hospitalization, but went to the next room to another pulmonologist, but first I showed tests, X-rays and a child. And there (oh, a miracle!), There was just an instant healing of my seriously ill son!
How many in 4 years I met inadequate! One star recently told me that a child has severe mental retardation. And in early infancy, one eminent neurologist prophesied that the child would neither walk nor speak.
The most unpleasant thing about this all is that you cannot tell the doctor what the he is. A normal person, or not. How to calculate it, a normal and adequate doctor? How to recognize? I already had to hear so much frank nonsense that if something really serious happened, I would not believe it at once. It turns out like in a fairy tale about a boy who all the time wolves shouted.