I was sidelined earlier this week with a bout of intense stomach pain - the hurts to breathe kind. After a day in the ER at UBC Hospital (and being told my an ultrasound tech AND the radiologist that I had pretty innards) I was sent home with a copy of my chart and some painkillers to bring to Vancouver General on Monday so they can do a procedure which will hopefully resolve things, or might leave me in excruciating pain. Since the alternative was waiting 2 months for tests while being in excruciating pain, I opted for the former and hope to be back on my feet faster; especially since they only gave me a day's worth of painkillers.

So I used to think it would be good if we were routinely given copies of our charts, but now that I've been Googling all my test results and have diagnosed myself with at least 4 different diseases, I'm not so sure. I've become my own personal episode of House.