My husband is a naughty man. Over a year ago he was having horrible heartburn and tried everything before finally breaking down to go to the doctor. They referred him out to go be put under anesthesia and stick a tube or camera down his throat to check things out. Apparently the results weren't great.
Now I'm not a nurse or doctor and I really don't understand medical terms or issues (other than bipolar and depression stuff) but the results of his test were 'abnormal' and he was advised to come back in within a few months to get tested again.
Yeah...well...not so much. Because if you ignore the situation it will go away right?
*sigh* So my mom (who is actually a nurse) has been bugging him lately to go back to the doctor because Barrett's Esophagus (which he apparently has) is a serious thing and not to be ignored. Then I saw a news story on Fox about how the cases of this have gone up over the years and how it can lead to cancer and death.
Okay...so now I step in. If I don't make the appointment it won't happen. It's like I'm his secretary. *insert eye roll here*
Today is the day and of course I have to go with him. He's such a baby. lol It's sweet but annoying. So he will meet with his new doctor (his old one got a new job in California) this morning. He will probably have a referral to go back to get another tube down his throat, which requires me to take a day off work to drive him and wait while the procedure is done. I'll be super ticked if by putting off this appointment he has damaged himself more.