For context - DD has a suspected inguinal hernia; they’re quite rare and it took a couple of GP visits and taking pictures to be able to get anyone to even examine her or look at the area. Finally had a fab GP who thankfully said rare isn’t impossible and he’s all for taking the unlikely as seriously as the likely. What a gem. He examined her and agreed he thinks she has an inguinal hernia and will need surgery to correct it.
DD sometimes get pain in her lower tummy, suffers random chronic constipation (eats and drinks well we can’t find any other reason) and generally I’m just a bit worried after reading that it can cause infertility if it’s the ovary’s pushing through, and that it just gets worse as you get older.. so obviously I’m quite keen to at the least get a formal diagnosis as I just don’t want to be brushed off again.
It was 23rd December she saw the GP, then she had a letter come through in the new year for an appointment less than 2 weeks later - fabulous!
We turn up for said appointment, sat waiting, suddenly the doctors become ill and were asked to go home and we’ll receive a call to rebook.. I’ve been chasing them for 4 weeks now and was finally given an appointment over the phone yesterday.. that’s 9 weeks away! 😒 I’m a bit annoyed we’ve gone from seeing someone within 2 weeks.. to then have to wait the best part of 3 months to get seen again.
I just feel like a doctor someone is looking at her notes saying “well it’s not going to be that” 😭