Post Procedure

beachPost recovery:

It’s amazing how the attitudes of doctors change when you get back test results that show an abnormality. After two years of wishy-washy test results, saying something might me wrong but nobody could figure out what, I think most doctors had started to think I was making everything up. Honestly, after being treated that way for the better part of a year I was starting to question it myself. Maybe I had turned into a hypochondriac who was just depressed and looking for a way out. But finally, something came back and abnormal. To most people an abnormal test result is terrifying and certainly not something to hope for. For those of us managing a chronic and difficult to diagnose disease it can be a lifesaver.

Walking into the doctor’s office after my result was a bit interesting. The doctor who had from the beginning shown that he questioned my symptoms was like a completely different person. Now I deserved actual treatment. Now I deserved a referral to a specialist in order to really nail the diagnosis down. A medication that I had been trying to get for many months was offered without question. Keep in mind, this medication is not a barbiturate, not an opioid, produces no “high” and is not at all addictive. It just decreased nerve pain. And it did. For the first time in about two years I had a few hours of relief.

It amazes me and infuriates me that it took this test to convince doctors that I am unwell, that something is indeed wrong. Interestingly we are now deciding between the two diagnoses that I have said were the possible ones all along. But now the doctors believe me and agree.

It’s sad that we live in a world where people in pain are made to feel like they are making it up when a single blood panel comes back normal. I had a pain specialist point blank tell me that since I didn’t have a bulging disk in my neck I couldn’t be in pain. Said that to my face as I sat there crying and hunched over. I was told that I was just overly stressed and excitable. All too often women are told it’s all in their heads.

kira
The pup is thrilled that I can take her to the beach again.

It’s taken two years to finally be taken seriously by doctors. I’m lucky, most people end up on the doctor-merry-go-round for at least 5 years before getting somewhere.

Here’s to being a loud, obnoxiously well versed in medical research, stubborn, squeaky wheel, non-med compliant patient.

I may be annoying to some doctors, but I finally got a possible diagnosis. It shouldn’t have taken a painful, expensive and exhausting test to be taken seriously.

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