Well, earlier today, as we were getting ready to head out to Anna's lesson, my local doctor called. She received a report from Dr. AH and wanted to know if I wanted her to FW it to the specialist I'm trying to get in to see.
I immediately figured not, but asked her what it said. That was probably a tactical error on my part, as he was just as much as an AH in print as in person. He even went so far as to insult me to my doctor. Why? Because he's an AH. That's why.
But, it really upset me. I clearly remember now why I've given up on searching for the root cause behind my health issues: dead ends. Usually I haven't had to endure doctors who were vicious and nasty (just ran out of ideas and ran me out the door). That's just icing on the cake, I guess.
It's so discouraging. When even the doctor doesn't believe I eat myself into this corner, what can I do? They seem to so easily dismiss all the other symptoms, and pretend they don't hear me when I tell them I gain weight at an unholy rate, and have had many such cycles. It's just easier to ignore my concerns until I go away.
But after talking to her today, I felt that old feeling of hopelessness. That they won't figure out what's wrong with me until they're doing my autopsy.
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