I had an appointment scheduled for April of 2013 in October of 2012. I couldn’t take it anymore! I was run down and ragged, all I wanted to do was sleep. I looked around and found another Endocrinologist who had appointments open in a weeks time. I jumped right on this and was ready to start my healing process. I got to this appointment and was instantly surprised by the looks of the office. The reception area was old and outdated and looked dirty. I was lead down this dirty hall way and down stairs to the lab for blood work. The lab staff was so friendly I really enjoyed her and I did not want to go back upstairs to the rude front office staff. I sat in the waiting room for about 45 min, then this ray of sunshine called me back to get all my vitals. He was the nicest person I have ever met at a doctors office. The questions were extremely invasive but he made me really comfortable. Once that was finished I waited in a room for the Doctor. I was so pumped about finally seeing a doctor. I waited another 45 minutes before anyone walked in to the room. During this time I noticed little bits of blood on the counter tops and floors and kept thinking to myself what kind of place is this. In walks a tall pretty woman named Robin she introduces herself as the nurse practitioner. I am instantly bummed out, I just waited almost 2 hours. She listens to me talk about and instantly treats me like my points aren’t valid. She kept saying” you just need to try harder to lose weight” and “it’s all in your head”. Then out of no where she tells me I need to undress so she can do a physical exam. She hands me a gown and leaves. I change and it takes her another 30 minutes to show back up. She checks me over and points out my arm hair growth and the growth of hair on my stomach. I also have acanthosis nigricans, this is when there are dark velvet looking discolorations of skin usually on neck or armpit. Mine is on the back of my neck and it just looks like a really tan line. Acanthosis nigricans is usually a sign of insulin resistance. Once she was finished with the physical exam she starts explaining polycystic ovary syndrome. She then goes on to order more blood work and tell me how imperative it is that I get pregnant soon. I go home and have a good cry wait for my next appointment. I go back in a month later wait another 2 hours to see the doctor and this time I see an actual dr. Who just got all my info from the lab. She looked over my blood work and said oh you have Cushing’s disease. This doctor had a very thick Spanish accent, one that I could barely understand. All I really understood from her was “tumor” and get pregnant now or you never can. I had to have one of the hardest conversations of my life. Nick and I are not ready to have babies. We made the choice to not get pregnant. I went back a month later and was cleared of Cushing’s Disease but I had ANOTHER doctor this time. Of course I waited 2.5 hrs to see Dr. Hart. She owned the practice and I was so hopeful of an actual diagnosis. She looked at my chart and told me she was not sure what was wrong and that she would like to see me in 3 months. I never went back.