How long have you had hemophilia? My friend Bill and I used to joke about the questions health care providers asked us. Bill had Hemophilia B, a factor IX deficiency. Although our bleeding disorders were different, our experiences with doctors had been much the same. Medical professionals rarely wrote our answers down or consulted our previous medical records for information. Not surprising to us the questions didn’t make any improvement in our medical care. What was startling though was how the questions we had been asked so routinely were identical. Often two or three different doctors would ask the same questions in one day. Bill started responding with “Are the answers to your questions going to help you treat me or are you asking me because you need to learn?” Like many people we wanted to be of help in educating doctors.
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