Believe it or not, this is actually related to this blog and soon you will understand. But for the moment indulge me and just believe me when I state that the art of listening is dead. It truly is dead at least I’ve experienced it way too many times, both in my job, when speaking with customer service representatives and also in the professional field.
So I started to wonder as to why I consider the art of listening to be dead, I mean I like listening to music but music isn’t dead. I like talking with my friends and they are not dead, so what could be the problem. Oh yeah, maybe a part of it has to do with how we say things. Too often I find that I am speaking with people other than family or friends, the people I’m speaking with tend to meander around and I way too often wonder if they have a point or what their question will be so way too often I stop them and ask them what is it that I can help them with or if they understood my question/answer. Now I should know better than to do this because it interrupts their chain of thought and usually they have to start over from the beginning which usually means that I have to sit there and listen to them ramble on once again.
I’ve learned that if you acknowledge what a person is saying then it helps them get past the point they were trying to explain but that doesn’t always work. So now that you’ve heard me ramble on allow me to give you my example and why I truly believe what I stated above.
Now I don’t know if any of you have been following my blog and know about my problems so let me sum it up quickly. I used to be slender and fit but now I’m not. I’m severely overweight and I have high blood pressure. My mowing my lawn in the hot temperature and high humidity is what led me back to trying to get in to see a doctor since I haven’t been on my blood pressure meds since August of last year.
Okay, history lesson over. So I go into the doctor’s office and see the Nurse Practitioner and explain about my heart beating harder than usual while mowing and how long I’ve been off my meds. I stated I a few (3) pills which I took weeks ago but now I’m out and since I want to start exercising I would rather not strain my heart too much. So basically for 3 days I took meds that were left over from September of last year and have not been on the medication for 24 days.
So I step into the office and right away I cringe as I step on the scale and see that my weight has gone up to a whopping 221.2 pounds which is not good but I can at least say that is with my clothes on and lately I can button my pants without sucking in my gut. Then as usual they put me in a room where they take my blood pressure, only the machine is having a very hard time trying to get a blood pressure reading and finally it comes up with 190/110 now I don’t know if you’re familiar with this reading, I’m getting pretty close to stroking out. Or at least that is what it should mean but I’m not red in the face, I’m not having difficulty breathing and my heart rate was 97 which unfortunately is normal for me since I’ve had high blood pressure. However, instead of the medical assistant taking a second reading because that reading was way too high, she let it stand and walked out of the room.
In walks the NP and I explain things and all she can hear is that my BP is way to high, she accepted the BP that the medical assistant took and the NP states that my current BP medication is not working so she is going to change it to another drug which I said I did not want to take because somewhere in the back of my mind I remember it not working, so I said no the usual prescription should be okay but she says no and is insisting on upping my medication and possibly making me double my dosage to twice a day.
I tried to explain to her that I have not regularly been on the medication because 3 days does not establish a pattern especially when I don’t have any more pills. I even told her that I found those pills I took I found hidden in the back of my cabinet and that was all left over from September of last year and I hadn’t had any meds since last September but all she apparently heard was…. blah, blah, blah blaaaa-hh, blah blah blah took meds earlier this month.
So she wrote me a prescription for a medication that is too strong and if I take this then I know that I will black out, it is what happens when it drops my blood pressure too low which is what the higher medication does. But I sit in the office realizing that she is not listening to a single word that I’m saying and so I try to be patient but she took my trying to clarify her misunderstanding as my defying her and so she sends back in the medical assistant who just hands me a paper which talks about the side effects of the medication and a log of sorts to document my blood pressure. So hoping that the NP took into account my information, I go and make an appoint to see her in 2 weeks.
I actually was kind of concerned as I left the office because I haven’t had BP measurements that high ever, so I drive home because I see that it is getting late and I have to start getting ready for work which in case you can’t guess, can be quite stressful at times. Okay so as I’m driving home, I’m dealing with some really bad drivers on the road and barely avoid 2 accidents. I decided that something is wrong because when I look at myself in the mirror, I’m not red in the face, I’m feeling okay and my heart isn’t straining, my breathing is fine so I decide to get out my own BP machine and take my own BP. First time it comes up at 158/102 with a pulse of 106 which is high but not OH MY GOD HELP ME, I’M GOING TO HAVE A STROKE !!!!! No not at that level so I decided to go ahead and make my lunch and start getting ready for work but I manage to sit down and decided to take my BP and only about 35 minutes have passed so I take my BP again. Guess what???? I didn’t have a stroke and as a matter of fact my pressure had dropped to 150/96 with a pulse of 97. Now granted this was 35 minutes later than when I last took my BP and I’ve been moving around fixing lunch and getting my uniform ready for work but I managed to sit down on the sofa and took the reading and got a much better reading.
So at work I call the pharmacy and find out she gave me a prescription too strong and not the type I requested, silly me for knowing what works well with my body, never mind that I’ve been taking this particular type of medication since 2001 and have increased the strength when I went up to higher elevation and decreased it when I moved to lower elevation. But I don’t know a thing about my body and how it reacts. Oh and in case you were wondering about the other med she was going to prescribe to me, I had some friends on those meds, even my mother took it and they all lost a lot of their hair. I don’t have much going for me but I really love the thickness of my hair and the texture of it, provided I’m not sick.
Tomorrow I’m going to call and tell her about my readings and ask why she didn’t insist on the medical assistant retaking my BP, especially when she did an EKG on me and things looked okay but displayed a more rapid pulse rate than most people my age. It will be interesting to see if she will take her medical training and my information into consideration or if she is going to stick to her guns because if she does than my visit today was the first and last visit.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m going to see another doctor, it just may be a while before I can get in to see one. In the mean time I guess I’m going to take it easy on exercising especially in the high temperatures when there is a high humidity and since we’re about to go into our drought time, being in the heat will be easier than being in the heat with humidity.
Alright now, we’re back on track. So how does this matter considering this is about my stumbling attempts to lose weight? I’ll explain. I’m going to go back to eating Primal and it is my hope that by the time I head out to DragonCon I will at least be 200 pounds but I would like to be less. This means that I’m going to have to start eating better and I’m taking OTC supplements to help unclog my arteries and slowly build up my miles on my recumbent trike (pedal power rocks except when you roll over rocks).
I kind of went the long way around but I guess I wanted you to see the amount of frustration that I experienced, which was way too much but that was after the NP chose to ignore all of my input.
What is the moral of the story, be concise when speaking or asking questions. Think about what you really want to know and then try to express yourself, whether be to ask a question or to answer a question in a precise way so it doesn’t get lost or misconstrued by the receiver.
But if you’re a total nut case….like me…..then you can blog about it all you want and hope that people who read the blog will just laugh at my antics. Hey, I’m laughing so why not cut loose and let yourself laugh. You can do it either now or at a later time…the choice is yours.
So as of today I’m going to focus on eating primal, good thing I cooked a lot of meat in advance because I like meat!! Okay I like some veggies and at least I’m trying to expand my taste buds with a few different type of veggies. Hey it is what has worked in the past but my only problem was that I never stuck with it. So maybe if I stick with it enough to lose the 20 pounds by Labor Day maybe I can last even longer.
What is the one thing you can take away from this…..LISTEN. I know that I need to practice this but I must admit to being frustrated when it takes more than 5 minutes to explain what the problem may be or to ask a question. I hope you have more patience than me and hope your day/night is good.