As a writer (and human) I’ve always been fascinated by the private thoughts of those I make myself vulnerable to.
(And have even confessed my own now not-so-private thoughts as a yoga teacher.) What’s really going on in my doctor’s mind when I peel down my pants? How do they really feel about people with addiction, obesity, things up their butts and other so called “self-made” health issues?
My favourite interviews always yield something surprising. After speaking with ER doctor Peter (not his real name) I was struck by how very real he was, struggling with workplace bullying (as many of us do) and trying to find the balance between professional detachment and the very human response many of us would have when confronted with certain cases. Who knew doctors—the demi-Gods of our society—were just as fallible, vulnerable, and struggling to do their best within their limitations, as the rest of us?
Here it is, in Peter’s words:
Emergency medicine is the exact opposite of what you see on TV. You have to neutralise all the high drama and histrionics so you can be calm and methodical enough to do your job.
No one gets through medical training without being bullied. It’s systematic. You’re under pressure and under-resourced, so you condescend and humiliate someone down the chain. But the medical community won’t tackle bullying culture because it has no incentive to do so.
If someone asks me to look at something weird on their genitals, I don’t get squeamish. I think “Oh God, I need to get a chaperone or else I’ll get sued.”
People do come in with things stuck up their butts, but not often. You have to keep a straight face. A woman came into the ER recently, well-dressed, business suit, and calmly told us her husband would be home from overseas in two hours and she had a sex toy stuck in her bottom and she couldn’t get it out. They had to get a surgical team.
I had an 18 year-old pill popper who’d taken fifty Viagra and couldn’t get it down. But you have to get it down – it becomes a medical emergency. They party all night then want to perform at 5am so they take a whole box. We had to cut it to let the blood out.
There’s been a lot of media attention about female staff being harassed by senior doctors, but they also cop it from the patients who flat out refuse to deal with women doctors because they think they’re less credible
When I was a junior doctor, we had a patient admitted to the ward following a motor vehicle accident. When my colleague, an attractive blonde woman, approached the patient’s mother to talk about her son’s care, the mother just went nuts: “How come you’re involved, where’s the real doctor?” I had to step in, and even though I had exactly the same level of experience as my colleague, the mother basically told her to fuck off because her son needed a ‘real’ doctor like me.
Drugs, alcohol and obesity
I had a guy come in who was pushing 70 who’d been a heroin addict for 40 years. He looked like an alien. They found him OD-ing on the side of the road while driving. We gave him a reversing agent and he literally woke from a coma state, got up off the table and walked out.
With something like obesity, people in health care see these patients the way the community sees these patients – with disdain. Similar to drug addicts, as in ‘They’ve done it to themselves.’
It’s not seen as an addiction or a hard medical problem, even though it’s behind everything – heart disease, blood pressure, joint and mobility issues. We get them a dietitian and a psych review, but that’s worth virtually nothing. They’re binging for a reason; nutrition information and suggesting smaller meals won’t work. The psych team might diagnose depression, anxiety, or bipolar, but they just give them meds which might make them bigger.
My personal opinion is we need to treat it like an addiction and create an allied health pathway like AA or Narcotics Anonymous. Give them group therapy, don’t just throw a diet at them or medication. Instead we offer them a lap band.
Dr Google and the ‘worried well’
It’s true that we put non-kosher abbreviations on their charts. ‘FLK’ Funny-looking kid. ‘PFO’ Pissed and Fell Over. ‘BS pain.’
The ‘worried well’ come in with headache or abdominal pain, type whatever tests we’re running into Dr Google and convince themselves it’s something more sinister.
Usually anxiety is behind it. Some trauma or domestic situation they’re not dealing with, so they get fixated on a medical issue. Then they go through all the GPs and ERs, doctor shopping until they get the answer they want.
I had a kid who didn’t get a tetanus shot he needed because his mum knew anti-vaxxers. We couldn’t convince her, so we just had to get her to sign something to show that we’d offered it.
I don’t believe the medical profession know everything, but there’s no massive conspiracy to prevent people using alternative medicine. We say ‘all these herbal remedies aren’t hurting, but try this as well’. The placebo effect is a real phenomenon – so if someone’s doing something that they feel helps, as long as it’s not doing harm, do it.
A good day
It’s a common misconception that doctors go home feeling great because they’re making such a difference. If the outcome is a life is saved, it’s never one person ‘laying the hands on the chest’ and healing them, it’s because twenty to thirty people were involved.
The satisfaction is really about the people you come into contact with.
I recently had a young patient whose treatment quickly took a palliative route. For me dealing with his carers and being sensitive to their issues is when medicine is satisfying. That family will remember how they were treated for the rest of their lives. It’s a privilege to be involved in those cases.