Where have all the integrative doctors gone?

October 13, 2022

It started out bad. Then it got worse.

It took me years to get the right doctors. Through hard work, luck, determination, and some more luck, I finally managed it. My primary care physician (PCP) was kind, thoughtful, and smart. He knew a lot about how to treat thyroid conditions beyond the most common conventional approach. He knew how to treat adrenal insufficiency. He was fantastic. And then he announced his upcoming retirement.

It was 6 months away, and I was immediately worried. He promised that he would help me find someone, but we kept hitting dead ends. This doctor didn’t take my insurance. That doctor didn’t know much about thyroid treatments. That other doctor also didn’t take my insurance. Another doctor didn’t recognize adrenal insufficiency as a medical condition (WTF?!?) We hoped that his replacement could treat me, but they were having trouble finding someone to take his place.

Then my women’s health doctor left very suddenly. At my last appointment, we’d been talking about how she’d been at that practice for 25 years and planned to stay until retirement. Two months later, I got a letter that she’d had to leave due to a family emergency. She hoped to one day return to practicing medicine, but wasn’t sure when, or even if, that might happen.

Like my PCP, my women’s health doctor was fantastic. She always asked me questions about my entire body. She wanted to know all about what was going on with me. She was kind, caring, insightful, and smart. She knew how to properly treat with bioidentical hormones, and she also understood why those could be problematic for me, even though I still needed them at times. And she was gone.

Her letter included a list of doctors and practices to try. I called the first one on the list. They didn’t use bioidentical hormones at all. I called the next one. They didn’t take my insurance. And on it went.

My PCP officially retired. His replacement was a nurse practitioner (NP) fresh out of residency. She had no knowledge of thyroid or adrenal treatments. She agreed to keep writing my prescriptions, but was clear that she didn’t want that to be long term. And if I had questions, she wouldn’t be able to help me. Fuck. These are tricky conditions and the medications often need to be adjusted in ways that can be hard to determine. I’ll definitely have questions.

The hospital won’t let an NP be a PCP (insurances in the U.S. require everyone to have a PCP).) She’d suggested I speak to the administrative assistant about being assigned an official PCP in the office. The admin, who I’d spoken with more times than I can count, remembered me, and we had a chat. Another doctor had also left the practice. They had wanted to hire 2 or 3 new doctors and I asked how that search was going. She told me they were having trouble finding people, and that few were even applying. Then I asked if she knew how things were going to replace the women’s health practitioner I’d been seeing. She told me they weren’t even trying. They had wanted to replace her at first, but there are few in the country who do what she did, with her specialized knowledge, and they couldn’t even get applicants. So they stopped trying, and instead were focusing on the search for new doctors, which was also not getting very far. What’s going on here?

This isn’t any old office, you see. It’s an integrative medicine practice. Integrative medicine is even in the name. That’s why I wanted to go there to begin with, and it’s why I had liked these two practitioners so much. It’s also, without a doubt, why my health improved so much. I’ll let you read back over old posts for those details, but suffice it to say, I need an integrative approach. Alternative medicine helps, but only to some extent. Conventional medicine helps, but only to some extent. I need both, and they need to be combined, not separate.

For now I’ve found a doctor who, while not as great as my PCP, can help with my thyroid and adrenal stuff. He takes my primary insurance but not my secondary insurance, so I still need to get the new NP to order tests so I don’t have to pay a small fortune. I’m not exactly confident in how well that will work. And he appears to be in his 60s, so I’m not sure how long I can see him before he retires. And without these medications, I’m totally and completely screwed.

So my question is, what happened to all of the integrative practitioners? Are there any left? Are doctors no longer taking that approach, or maybe they are but they aren’t in Massachusetts? What are the patients who need them supposed to do? I’m scared, and I don’t know what to try next.

On the bright side, it’s autumn in Massachusetts and totally gorgeous, so here’s a picture of a tree for you. Enjoy! And if you can offer any tips for finding an integrative practitioner in Massachusetts who takes Medicare and MassHealth, and who has knowledge of Hashimoto’s and adrenal insufficiency, I would be INCREDIBLY grateful!


Not every specialist can handle every problem

March 25, 2022

Me: “Do any of your practitioners specialize in PCOS?”
Receptionist: “Any of our ob/gyns can work with that.”
Me: “Ok, but do any of them specialize in it?”
Receptionist: “No, but they’ve all seen patients with PCOS.”

I had this conversation earlier this week, but I can’t even count how many times I’ve had versions of this same interaction. Why do offices just not understand that “we’ve worked with patients with X condition” is not at all the same as specializing in it? This would be like asking, “Do you specialize in brain injuries?” and being told, “Yes, we have patients with brains.” No, not the same thing.

I am so frustrated right now. Two of my main practitioners have recently left. One retired and the other left suddenly due to a family emergency. Between the two of them, they treated my thyroid issues, my adrenal issues, and my PCOS. They treated all of my most active conditions except for the sleep apnea. And now they are both gone. They worked in the same practice, a practice that is no longer as big and robust as it once was.

When I first began there 7 or 8 years ago, there were many practitioners to choose from. I went there because of the doctor who was recommended to me by several people for his thyroid disease treatments. He referred me to the other for my PCOS issues. But now there are few practitioners remaining, the ones who are there just don’t have the approach that I need. What made this practice so special is that they focused on integrative medicine. Integrative medicine combines conventional medicine and complementary medicine. For example, look at my adrenal issues. Conventional medicine says that I don’t need any treatment. Without treatment, I can barely function. Conventional medicine says that I should treat the problem with dietary and lifestyle changes, plus supplements. I tried this approach for years and had some improvement, but not enough, and was really struggling. With an integrative medicine approach, I’m taking medication that has given me back my life. Do I have the energy and health of others my age? No, I do not. But I’m doing a hell of a lot better than I had been without the medication!

Unfortunately, I keep running into roadblocks. There are fewer and fewer integrative medicine doctors around my area who take my health insurance. Many take insurance, but only private insurance. I’m on Medicare (federal health insurance) and Medicaid (state health insurance that mostly covers the things that Medicare does not.) Many don’t take Medicare and of the ones that do, they don’t take Medicaid. I’ve thought about paying out of pocket, but that would get very expensive, and I don’t know if I should attempt that. This week someone suggested that it might be worth it for me to pay for a private secondary insurance, but the enrollment period ends next week and I’m trying to research my options, but I haven’t made much progress.

I know the local hospitals will take my insurance, but they usually stick with conventional medicine and that just won’t work for me. But you never know, right? So fine, I set up an appointment at the office I mentioned at the start. Then I Googled the person I was supposed to see. I found her online easily enough.

Her specialties: cardiovascular issues and high-risk obstetrics.

My need: I haven’t gotten my period in quite a while and need someone to order an ultrasound to check my uterine lining. If it’s too thick, then we need to figure out how to induce my period without messing up any of my other hormones.

Any doctor can (and hopefully would!) order the ultrasound, but how would they induce my period? In my experience, they would prescribe birth control pills. That has disaster written all over it. I need someone with a lot of experience in this area. Is it possible the person whose specialties are cardiovascular issues and high-risk obstetrics can help me? Sure. But is it likely? I highly doubt it.

I cancelled the appointment and will go back to making phone calls. Finding a practitioner to treat my PCOS isn’t nearly as urgent as finding one to treat my thyroid and adrenal issues, but it should be easier, and I’m hoping that whoever I find for one issue my recommend practitioners to treat the others. I just hope they take my insurance.

Note: I am writing about this fairly calmly, but in truth I’m very upset. I have spent a lot of time stressing, crying, researching, and crying some more. I’m terrified that I won’t be able to find anyway. It feels as those my options have shrunk a lot in recent years, and I’m worried about that trend continuing. Maybe another day I’ll write about the emotional side of all of this. For now, I just wanted to discuss that it’s happening in general.


Sometimes the bare minimum is plenty

November 13, 2021

I’ve been wanting to write for weeks but it’s just been too much. I’ve been having a really hard time lately.

Thanks to medication changes, my adrenals aren’t being properly supported, so I have both less energy and lower tolerance for handling stress. And in a few days I have a colonoscopy and endoscopy.

Colonoscopies aren’t a big deal for most people. Not that anyone loves getting them, but you just deal, right? Well, thanks to a decades-long history of medical trauma, medical procedures can be triggering for me. And thanks to decades of undiagnosed gastrointestinal symptoms, GI stuff is also triggering for me. So knowing that in two days I’m going to have to drink a formula that will probably make me throw up, and that will induce the kinds of GI symptoms that I’ve struggled with for most of my life, followed by a medical procedure, where I’ll be up close with people during a pandemic…. yeah, my anxiety is at an all-time high.

Logically, I know it will be all be fine. But logic isn’t helping. My therapist gave me some breathing and thought exercises which help, and I’m just trying to make it through this period. It’s rough.

To make it a little easier, I’m doing a few things that I don’t usually do:

  • I cried. I spent a lot of my life learning not to cry because if I did, people thoughtI was just trying to get attention. (Yup, as a 12-year-old with chronic pain, that’s what I was told by several doctors and teachers. Thankfully, my parents never thought that.) Now, I don’t cry easily. For a week I really felt the need to cry, but I couldn’t let it out. Finally, though, I cried. And then I sobbed. And then I sobbed some more. I cried a lot that day, and it helped a lot. I cried a bit yesterday. I’m still having trouble crying as much as I need to, but I’m working on it. It helps to let it all out.
  • I asked for help. I don’t do this often enough. I posted on my Facebook page, asking friends to make phone calls to manufacturers for me. I was trying to find a gluten-free version of the easier colonoscopy prep. I had made a few calls, but it’s so stressful. For one thing, making any of calls for gluten-free stuff is stressful and exhausting and I’m tired of doing it. But then, doing it for this purpose…. it was just too much. A fabulous friend did the research. She called everyplace on my list, then did more research to find more to add to the list. She struck out, but if she hadn’t called for me, then I would have felt like I had to, and I would have been upset with myself for “failing”, thinking that maybe if I’d made the calls it could have been easier.
  • I asked for help again. Several friends had volunteered to help with the calls, so when that friend struck out, I asked for more calls. Since I couldn’t get the easier prep, I wanted to get an anti-nausea pill to help with the one I’ll be doing. Again, I needed something gluten-free. Three people called pharmacies all over my area to ask which manufacturers they used for this med (there are quite a few who make it), and then called those manufacturers to ask if the med was gluten-free. Again, they struck out. But again, if they hadn’t done it then I would have felt like I had to. It was so great of them to make those calls.
  • I asked to borrow a puppy. No, really! I have neighbors with two of the sweetest, most adorable puppies. Both are house-trained and don’t chew on stuff, so they’re not too hard to watch. I asked if I could borrow one, and the timing worked out that I took one for an hour. He cheered me up SO MUCH! Dogs are great medicine. Normally I would have felt silly asking, but I’m glad I did. And they were glad their dogs could help.
  • I’m giving myself a break. My to-do list is short right now. Really short. And even then I know it’s ok if I don’t get most of it done. In a typical week this amount would be easy to do (my list is usually twice as long), but not now. For example, today’s list is: laundry (already in the machine – win!), vacuum (if it doesn’t happen, that’s ok), prepare some work for my volunteer gig (they know I’m struggling and that I may have to cancel tomorrow’s meeting if I can’t get it done, but I think it will be doable), walk (fresh air is good for me), and watch YouTube videos while relaxing with my knitting. My hope is to get everything done before lunch except the last two. That way, I won’t have anything I need to do this afternoon except enjoy a walk and relax on the couch. And honestly, the vacuuming is unlikely. And that’s ok. The rest of my week is even easier than today.
  • I’m avoiding anything emotionally taxing. When a friend brings up a stressful topic that isn’t necessary to discuss, I ask to change the subject. Stressful movies and books are on hold. I’m keeping it as light and easy as possible. Last night I watched an animated Disney movie and that was perfect.

Is this all enough to make me feel great? No, of course not. But it’s enough to make me not feel worse, and that’s a win. I’ll keep spending time with dogs, watching easy movies, doing my crafts. I’ll keep my to-do list short. I’ll ask for help. I’ll spend time with dogs. (Oh, did I say that twice?)

In a few days, after the colonoscopy, I’ll feel better. Once my medication is back to working properly, I’ll feel even better. (I tried to time things so that it would be back before the colonoscopy, but my doctors were really slow to get back to me about how to proceed after we got the test results.) This isn’t the post I planned to write. That one has to wait. And again, that’s ok. But it’s one that felt right to write. We all have times where we’re struggling more than usual, and it’s ok to do the bare minimum for a while. That’s definitely my plan for now.


Choosing an arm: a simple decision?

October 16, 2021

“Which arm do you want for your flu shot?” It’s such an easy question, right? Well, not really.

In the car on the way to the pharmacy, I debated. I usually have a sore arm for a bit. (For context, I have chronic pain in many areas of my body, and my right wrist is one of the worst spots.) My left arm is stronger and has less pain, which means I can tolerate it there more, so I should get it in my left arm. Then again, maybe I should get the shot in my weaker arm, so I still have one strong-ish arm. So I should get it in my right arm. The soreness can mess up my sleep for a night or two. I sleep on my left, so I should get the shot in my right arm. But do I really want more pain in my right arm? No I don’t, so I should get it in my left arm. I reach for things with my left (I’m right-handed, but with extra pain that wrist, I have to do more with my left) so I should get it in my right arm. I use my left more when I drive, so I should get it in my right arm. But I want to have at least some function in my right when I drive, so I should get it in my left arm.

I went back and forth for a bit. Finally, I decided: the left. The deciding factor was simple: I can push through the arm soreness in my left to crochet and knit, two of my favorite hobbies which I do to relax. I can not necessarily push through the soreness to do those things if it’s in my right arm. And if I’m feeling lousy, which I have been lately (that’s a story for a different day) then I’ll want to do my yarn crafts more than ever.

These are the kinds of issues that I don’t think “healthy” people deal with. They simply pick an arm, probably their non-dominant one, and move on with their day. But for someone like me, whose non-dominant arm is needed to compensate for the pain and weakness in what is my naturally dominant arm, there’s no easy answer.

If you’re struggling with similar issues, related to your flu shot or anything else, please know that you’re not alone. Sometimes these supposedly-easy decisions are actually very difficult.

P.S. I’m happy to say that the soreness was much milder this year, and only disrupted my sleep for one night.

P.P.S. My brain fog is much worse than usual this week. I hope this post makes sense and that I caught the worst of the typos but, well, it is what it is.