High recommendations is the greatest value we desire when searching for professionals. We will then read reviews to confirm what we’ve heard, weigh what has been said, then make the final decision rather to choose them or not. We also have a subconscious definition about each profession. A strong belief that if they are considered “qualified” they will live up to that expectation. If failed, you can be sure we will let it be known what kind of service was rendered and if you would personally recommend them yourself. The thought about a doctor is as such! When the word doctor comes to mind it’s automatic that you think: care. It is what they supposed to do, right? Or is it?!
Presumably, trained doctors (mental and physical) went into extensive study because they were mesmerized by the field of study, and wanted to care for people. However, this is where the assumption stemmed. The study of the human heart didn’t mean care for a patient suffering a heart attack but merely the functionality of the heart and the prevention of it happening again. This may seem, somewhat, shocking to you but I kind of agree. If I had a heart attack and went to that specialist I went because they know how to fix the problem. Because they are so endowed by the ins and outs of the heart they will do what they can to help the organ. I know, it sounds very strange, “You care about my heart but can careless about me?” Yeah, something about that is … weird. But then there’s that care most of us refer to when it entails actual care for the patient. I am a person with a heart.
I’m not sure I can speak for majority, but I am sure I can speak for a few of us who have encountered a doctor not worth a grain of salt. He or she may know the ins and outs but can careless about the patient. Unfortunately, I have may testimonies. That, already, is ridiculous. I had been suffering lower back pain for about 3 years. It progressively became worse because, as most of us tend to do, I tried to “doctor” on myself. When I, finally, told my doctor all he did was prescribe me a pill. I had already had the 800 mg of Ibuprofen and they weren’t working. He knew this, yet, prescribed me Naproxen (500 mg) anyway. I took it thinking maybe it was a stronger pill but a lower dosage because of its strength. I took it for about a few weeks but they weren’t working so, immediately, made another appointment. He then recommended I go to a therapist. My first appointment showed that my spine was misaligned. Pills was not the solution! Therapy was! Thankfully, I got the help I needed.
So, what’s the beef? Did you catch it? I told my doctor that the 800s were not working but he prescribed another pill me anyway. Why didn’t he listen to me? I took those 500s because, as stated earlier, I figured they were stronger. Medicine is not my field of expertise and I went to my doctor because his study and supposed care. Here’s the question: when do we supposed to actually know when a doctor (or whatever the profession) is trustworthy to CARE for us?
By the way … the doctor I have was recommended and will be changed really soon!!