To start with the enviornment was much nicer. It was clean and modern. The woman at the desk and the nurses and assistants in the halls were pleasant, they communicated very well and they knew what they were doing. None of them had that defeated, I-hate-my-job-I-hate-my-life-and-I'm-annoyed-that-you-are-here attitude.

She wasn't typing away the entire time I was talking. She simply sat there listening and responding. Every now and then she would want to record something and then she would let me know what she was doing and we would pause while that happened. She didn't want to miss out on what I was saying.
She told me that her mother had migraines and how she got to witness just how debilitating an attack can be. She made sure I knew that if I was having trouble managing an attack I could feel free to call the office and she could help me abort it.
I told her about how helpful the D.O. manipulations were for my fibromyalgia and how I was actually a little concerned that he would retire and my progress would backslide. She said that if I could find out from him exactly what he was doing she would call around and find someone to do those same things.
I left there feeling blown away. Not only was this experience far superior to my last doctor, it was better than I've seen it done anywhere. I've never felt such relief after an appoitnment. I truly feel like she will be a great partner no matter what comes up down the road. Even though I've had some good doctors in the past, I've never felt like I've had a partnership before. It may have taken me 4 1/2 years of living here to find her, but I'm so glad I did.
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