When I had my cardio appointment in September, I knew I’d be asked why I’d turned up in a wheelchair. This usually results in the whole thing getting off-topic, arguing with doctors who are utterly clueless when it comes to using wheels.
So this time I wrote a medical history, in chronological order of diagnosis, putting in red the conditions which have led to wheelchair use. I didn’t get involved in the same useless debate I’ve been having for the past 28 years – I just stuck it in his hand and asked him to read it.
This is it:-
Well, for a start it’s taken the hospital 18 years to admit that I have COPD, which first appeared in 1996 but which they’ve consistently denied even as late as last Winter, until three weeks ago, when I was admitted with pulmonary oedema. I am not going to put up with that level of medical incompetence ever again.
Let me be quite clear – I have no doubt whatsoever that I have heart failure. I am quite capable of reading and – more importantly – understanding, the literature on the subject and, of course, I have lived with the condition for 3 years since diagnosis (and probably much longer).