Monday, 9 April 2018

Quack doctors

I'm feeling really conflicted at the moment. Possible changes are around the corner finally but now I have to face my fears and make a doctors appointment.

I haven't done that for many years now because I hate the medical profession that dismisses you and makes you feel crazy.

Like you're wasting their precious time because they haven't been able to diagnose you and you don't fit into anything typical.

When I switched to my third and final doctor. I gave it my last chance. I have been sick since I was a teenager and all they were content to do is make me go back and forth with blood tests.

Telling me that I was making up my symptoms and that I just needed pills and more pills. Antidepressants, painkillers and iron tablets because my body doesn't process iron very well.

I'm someone that doesn't ask for help. I fix myself. I do whatever I feel is best and relying on pills isn't and trying to be recognised as someone with chronic health issues is just as detrimental to my health as the symptoms themselves. 

I started to question my own sanity and wondered if maybe I was making it all up but then I moved and did something routine and the pain was instant and then I knew. 

My pain was real. 

Right at the beginning. I reluctantly accepted the cocktail of medication that I was prescribed because it was necessary. 

However being a numb walking zombie and not being able to keep down food, sleep or feel anything was horrendous. I just felt paranoid and blank. 

Defying the doctors orders. I took myself off them and felt immediately better. It still surprises me how strong I am deep down but I've been through a lot and treating myself naturally without chemicals is far better for me.

Hot/cold gel packs, massage cushion with heat and simply resting is all the assistance I need. As for the panic attacks, my secret weapon is distraction. 

Eyes averted, deep breaths and music playing in my ears. If I don't or can't do those things it is ten times worse and it's all I can do to stop myself from passing out.

0 comments:

Post a Comment

Something on your mind? I am all ears, I mean eyes and l will get back to you inbetween rants :D