A Good Laugh at the Doctor's Office

We went to the neurologist for Jerome last Monday. My first impression of the doctor was that he wasn't listening and we would have to go see a different neurologist. I was thinking about the number of months it would take to see a different neurologist, since most of them are in our area are booked out 3-4 months.

He fired off question after question at Jerome. Jerome would start to answer him and the doctor would cut off him and fire off the next question. He completely ignored me when I tried to help Jerome with his answers. The neurologist was confusing him and Jerome wasn't having one of his better days to start with.

Finally, I interrupted and I said to the neurologist, "I brought in his entire medical history. It's that stack of papers right there. It has his CT scan, MRI, and blood test from when he went to the emergency room on May 1st."

The doctor started flipping through the papers. "Finally, I got his attention," I thought to myself.
Neurologist -These are the results from a couple of weeks ago?
Me - Yes. The CT scan showed something wrong with the white matter and the MRI came back as normal.
Neurologist - That is unusual. I don't think this MRI was read correctly. It doesn't make sense for the CT scan to be so grossly abnormal and the MRI to be normal. I will order another MRI.
Me - Did you notice on his blood work also, that his lymphocyte count is only 4%?
Neurologist - No. Hmm. There is something very wrong here. Let me schedule some tests and we can get to the bottom of this.

The doctor left the room and a minute later he returned.

Neurologist - Does his muscles go like this sometimes? (He made a jerking movement with his arms to demonstrate.)
Me - Yeah. Just like that.
Neurologist -Oh, my God. (He turned and left the room again.)

Jerome and I looked at each other and we both burst up laughing.

Jerome - I don't know if I should laugh or cry. I have never heard a doctor say that before.
Me - (still laughing) Me neither. That was awesome. I like this guy.

The nurse came in a moment later with a sheet that had 7 appointments on it. She explained that all of these tests were critical and if he couldn't make any of the appointments to call the numbers provided and reschedule. She also told us that the doctor wanted to bring in a specialist from the University of Utah for consult on this case.

We meet with the neurologist again in about a month. Nobody in that office ever told us what the neurologist thinks may be wrong with Jerome. We are still wondering what the doctor meant when he exclaimed, "Oh, my God." We are still laughing about it also. Thanks, Doc, for the laugh and for listening.