Dr Evil, I presume?
I’ve mentioned in earlier post how much I loathe my doctor, and despite Claypot’s fine advice, I didn’t get around to asking Lewisham NHS to reassign me. Oh, how I wish I’d filled in that form and sent it off.
I have to get a medical for VSO, before I can even think of going anywhere. This should be done by the GP that currently holds your medical records – the folder that contains my life as the NHS know it. Unfortunately, as he mentioned last time I went to see him, he does not have this folder. He suggested that it might be stuck in the system somewhere, but that he was sure it was on its way.
I phoned this morning to book in for a medical, and asked whether he had received my file yet. Instantly he starts being loathsome. First off he point-blank refused to give me a medical, and told me to go and get one done at BUPA. Then he said I had to go and get a smear test from “a lady doctor – someone in another practise will do that for youâ€, despite the fact that I had one not 18 months ago. Not that he’d know this, having lost my medical records (more on this later). He then said that he would not do any blood tests unless I was ‘indicating symptoms’. Of what? Chest pains, apparently. He told me that he was not authorised to do any tests like this unless I complained of something specific, which I know is a lie. I said “So, you wouldn’t be prepared to…â€, and he begin shouting at me. Then he put the phone down.
I phoned back to find out what had happened to my medical records, and he refused to speak to me. Then his receptionist hung up on me too. So I’ve been on a wild goose chase all morning round the NHS offices, trying to find my medical records. The upshot is that they have been sent to him, and he has lost them. I am lodging an official complaint.
I thought doctors were supposed to alleviate distress, not exacerbate it. The man should be struck off.