Treated?

Said the doctor. There is no treatment for dementia. That is if he HAS dementia. She is not a psychiatrist, just a student on an exchange programme for six months. She made me feel there may be light at the end of the long dark tunnel I have been crawling through for several years now,she was kind in the world where I have no friends left, she gave me hope when you were dismissive,so do not take it away from me,I believe her and trust her judgement implicitly my husband has dementia there must be something that can be done for him I want a referral to the psychiatric hospital to see the same doctor again,I said quietly with a steel in my voice. We looked at each other. He knew I was never going to let him dismiss me again. I want him to have some blood tests.Please come and see the nurse. Yes.But only by appointment.Any future visits to the surgery must be by appointment only.My husband cannot handle waiting. I did not elaborate.I knew his colleague was going to tell him what happened in the waiting room. The doctor opened his mouth like a carp catching air, but said nothing. Yes, he knew I was never going to let him dismiss me again.