Printed from:

Welcome to Columbia Magazine  

Carol Perkins: Finding the right doctor

Previous Column: Flowers make me happy

By Carol Perkins

The GPS told us we had arrived, but there was nothing there but a group of buildings, none of which had the name of a doctor or a group of doctors.

Finally, Guy pulled into a parking garage, and we went inside a building that looked as if it was part of St. Thomas Hospital. We stopped the first person we saw and asked if he knew where 300 20th Avenue North might be. "Sure, that's the name of this building. Turn left and go straight down this hall." By the time we found the location, we had made a circle around Church Street, Charlotte Avenue, and Patterson and had almost stopped speaking.

We waited for an hour and a half.

Periodically, Guy looked at his watch and I glanced at the clock on the wall. With each moment beyond our appointment, I become more and more agitated, thinking about how far we have driven and how disrespectful the doctor was for keeping us waiting. Since our arrival, one person had come out of the office and one gone in. Two others were waiting, one who came after us and the other before. At this rate, it would be another hour before seeing the doctor.

Having brought medical records from the many different doctors who have tried to solve Guy's headache problems (Don't mention I wrote about it), I said, "Maybe she's reading your medical reports."

He sighed. "What doctor does that on the spot? She'll probably tell me to come back after she has had time to read them, which means another trip." Then he looked at me the way a parent might look at a child. "I'm giving it ten more minutes and then I'm out of here." I didn't deny I felt the same way, but we hadn't driven all this distance to leave.

"If we have to sit here until midnight, we're not leaving," I declared.

I went to the desk and asked if we were next. The lady said, "It takes a little time to go over that information, so she'll be with you soon." Was she really looking at what we brought? I went back and told Guy to chill.

When the nurse called his name, we forgot about the misery of waiting. This doctor was the first who said she was looking for the source of his problem and not a way to ease the pain. "You can't treat what you don't know." I wanted to hug her. Every other doctor tried many treatments, none of which worked. Here was a person who was going to look for the source!

After blood work and much discussion, we left feeling as if there was hope. We forgot all about the wait, and I would have kissed her feet for what she suggested might be the problem-all treatable.

Finding the right doctor might mean going through many of them, but when Guy was ready to give up, I wasn't. Whatever the health problem may be, there is a doctor somewhere to help. I hope Guy has found the right one.

Follow Susan and Carol-Unscripted on 99.1 the Hoss in Edmonton on Tuesdays from 10amCT to 11amCT and replay on Sundays from 4pmCT to 5pmCT. Listen to Carol's podcast at for entertaining stories and a replay of Susan and Carol-Unscripted.

This story was posted on 2019-06-06 08:38:51
Printable: this page is now automatically formatted for printing.
Have comments or corrections for this story? Use our contact form and let us know.


Quick Links to Popular Features

Looking for a story or picture?
Try our Photo Archive or our Stories Archive for all the information that's appeared on


Contact us: Columbia Magazine and are published by D'Zine, Ltd., PO Box 906, Columbia, KY 42728.
Phone: 270.403.0017

Please use our contact page, or send questions about technical issues with this site to All logos and trademarks used on this site are property of their respective owners. All comments remain the property and responsibility of their posters, all articles and photos remain the property of their creators, and all the rest is copyright 1995-Present by Columbia! Magazine and D'Zine, Ltd. Privacy policy: use of this site requires no sharing of information. Voluntarily shared information may be published and made available to the public on this site and/or stored electronically. Anonymous submissions will be subject to additional verification. Cookies are not required to use our site. However, if you have cookies enabled in your web browser, some of our advertisers may use cookies for interest-based advertising across multiple domains. For more information about third-party advertising, visit the NAI web privacy site.