Doctors know nothing...

So a few years ago I swore off all doctors for a little over a year after I was tested for all sorts of nasty things. There was something wrong with me and I really wanted answers. I even waited months to see a specialist just to be told that it was all in my head, and that I probably had a lazy lifestyle. Then after tests for major diseases were given, and going through emotional hell each time, I decided that I'd had enough. Doctors are just big guessers, and patients have to build up tough skins to put up with all the scary terms being thrown around. I know this is pretty abstract, but I eventually found a doctor willing to admit that she didn't know what was going on and promised to not give up until things were figured out. I was feeling good about the medical world again... until today.

I took the boy for his 4-month check-up and after his weight and height was charted, his doctor shared her concern about how small he is. Now, he has my genes and I was tiny until I was 3. He has dropped a little weight, but he is heathy and happy. I think I would know if he was uncomfortable, feeling sick, or hungry all the time. (trust me, he is good eater!) So what does she start spouting?... go to Primary Children's Hospital for Cystic Fibrosis testing. Yep, that's just what every new mom wants to hear. I realize she wants to rule out all reasons for a little weight loss, but my gosh, ease a parent in to something like that. Or, I don't know, listen to the mom trying to explain the child's genetic make-up.

The point: doctors really don't know much, and they shouldn't act like they do.