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Seeking a Second Medical Opinion

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By The Urban Blabbermouth
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I am sick.  I ran my symptoms, the same symptoms that I would have told my doctor, through an internet search.

I got several possibilities.  After reading the search results, I learned how to make a better distinction amongst the same symptoms.  There are many finer points to symptoms.  Take the simple matter of a headache.  You will get hundreds of diagnoses for that.  You need to add a few more symptoms like  swelling sinuses, runny nose, nosebleeds, and so on.  It took several searches, refining my symptoms each time, and I was able to diagnose my ailment.  Don't ask what my ailment is, as that is you being just too nosy. 

Now that’s when my real problem started.  The treatment offered on the internet requires a doctor.  Apparently, I cannot get the medicines I need without a prescription and only a doctor can do that.  If my diagnosis needed blood tests or a scan of some sort, I could not get them either without a doctor’s approval.  Well, maybe I could get them on my own but I would have to pay for the tests myself.  My health insurance would not pay unless a doctor ordered it.

So it’s off to my doctor to get his second opinion of my diagnosis.

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