Thank the gods for modern medicine

After everything I've gone through with Frances, it's all too easy to hate the medical establishment. All the extra (and unnecessary) crap of the diabetic pregnancy, the ultrasound scares, the half-dozen false diagnoses, the doctor who thought Frances was small because of breastfeeding and said I should switch to formula, the nurses who bottle-fed her and introducted nipple confusion, the blood test that was supposed to take four weeks and took four months, the dozen experts we've seen who each have a different opinion....

It's easy to be angry and bitter. It's easy for me to hate them on principle, and to react to any news from a doctor with skepticism.

Which is why it's good to see this or this and realize that medical science can actually do some good sometimes.

I never would have lived without medicine (insulin) and it was modern medicine that put Erik's shoulder back together, but for the last 18 months almost the only experience I've had with doctors or nurses has been negative. People getting things wrong, messing up, making mistakes.

But still. To all those of you who have little people who are here, alive and well, only because of modern medicine: I am so glad for you. You deserve every shred of that happiness, and I thank the Powers That Be for your miracles.

Posted by Andrea at May 16, 2005 10:11 AM under Doctors, Geneticists and Other Charlatans

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