Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Changing Health Care Providers

I didn't want to have to do it but I felt all without a doctor...

The story starts back in about 2001 when I found a great young doctor who practiced in the town we lived in that just started his practice and took our HMO insurance. Nicest guy you could have met, very not so pushy with the prescriptions. A total new-school guy who was learning as we were. It seemed a perfect match and perfect timing.

He moved his practice to another town about 10 minutes away when I started having kids, was there to see both of them in the hospital and basically grew up with them. Then after he got married, he and his new wife began a practice together about a half hour away and still we went, we liked the guy, he knew our kids and his wife was also as personable and they really seemed to have things altogether.

When we moved down here to po-dunk, the doctor's office was now an hour away and began to take up a good part of the day just for an appointment. As much as we loved these doctors, I complained everytime we had to go in. It was becoming a hassle that apparently wasn't too much of a hassle because still we did nothing about it.

This past winter, the doctor duo who mind you are younger than me and my husband, (so let's put them early 30's) announce that they are "retiring" their practice and moving out of state.

This made me sad.

I felt like my family and I had a history with this guy, that he knew us and now we have to start again from square one.

This made me angry.

Even though we had intentions of switching to a doctor closer to where we live, it still stung to be rejected by them first. They of course left a "replacement" doctor who will take over their practice but who wants to travel an hour to see some guy I didn't pick, who doesn't know anyone in my family? Not me.



So finally, after 3 months of contemplating over it, my husband and I actually sat down and picked out another family doctor at a clinic closer to our house. Well, nothing is actually close to our house - this would be about a half hour drive instead of an hour.

I still feel a little deflated and rejected but hope that this new doctor is someone I can understand and relate to like the old ones. We got the new insurance cards in the mail today, let's see how long it takes me to get anyone in there. I doubt they require a "meet and greet" with a new doctor and everyone has been healthy for the last year - someone knock on something - so I don't really see the need for it. It is good to know that if we need it, it is there. I felt a little in limbo and without a doctor for a minute there...

5 comments:

Dazee Dreamer said...

I'll drink a hot white chocolate carmel cappachinno while I'm knocking on wood for you. Dang those doctors. Don't they know that can't do that to their patients?

The Chicken's Consigliere said...

I know what you mean. I've been without a doctor for myself for many years since I moved from another state. I've gone to one here and there, but I can't really find one I like. I hope you like him/her.

Kathleen said...

Good luck!

Susan said...

We went through this last year, when Zach's specialist (his doctor for 14 years!) moved to New York. I cried when I found out. It worked out great though! His new doctor is awesome.

Kim @ What's That Smell? said...

We see Dr. Giricz in Dyer. He's younger (actually went to high school with my husband) and I really like him.

It's not like it used to be where the family doctor treats generations of your family before retiring.

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