When I first realized I was bipolar and my pdoc at the time SUCKED and had spent a year making me worse I tried to get into the hospital where I go now. Top hospital in the world for many things, always good to go to. But they insisted on having records. I did not want to tell the old pdoc I was changing so I didn't want to get the records. My arguments led the triage nurse to suggest I should be in IOP immediately. Which led to my not getting the records. I went to a mood disorder clinic at another hospital in the same city (they are now combined) and was in a clinical trial and then moved to this psychiatrist. When she moved to the first hospital about 4 years later they called to set up my appointment and much to my embarrassment she pulled up the records from that first phone call when I was so belligerent. Oops. But I couldn't change it then.

Not the same but a really embarrassing moment anyway . (I had to do that same thing once for a kidney issue. After I had a test done and they looked at old CT results they thought I might have a tumor in my kidney. After I chased down the several CTs I'd had done it turned out my several CTs were because I'd had misdiagnosed kidney stones that had passed. I know when, it hurt terribly, but the scan was "clear". Of course it was, the stones had passed. But the prior scan was wrong and didn't mention the ticking time bomb in my left kidney. And the medical records were in the bowels of this huge basement and I was completely lost, wandering into kitches and janitors room and scared I'd find the morgue accidentally.