Things Doctors said to Me!
I was thinking today about how it took a long time to be diagnosed when I, was always at the doctors. I just had a few laughs about what I was told growing up until now. I don’t knock doctors because they are still learning, new illnesses are coming up every day. They are doing their best.
4 years old, complained of pain in my left middle finger. Overnight my finger became deformed, it would become stiff and ache a lot. My mom took me to the doctor, Doctor’s said ” Oh, we can break it and hope it grows back normal”
10 years old, complained of a large rash on the side of my face. I was fine when I went to sleep woke and I had some sort of burn on my face. Went to the doctor, Doctors said ” It’s just an allergic reaction, put this cream on”
13 years old, complaining of horrible knee pain. The knee pain was so bad I would have to sock it to try to get to the deep tissue. I would just cry it was such a horrible ache. I went to the doctor they took x-rays. Doctor said, ” Oh, wow you have the knees of an elderly woman” . Nothing was done.
14 years old-15 years old, complaining of pain all over body, fatigue, swollen wrist/ankles, stomach pain. I wish I had all the meds he had prescribed me within a matter of 3 months. It was crazy. I know for sure it was Celebrex, Tylenol 3, prednisone, and much more. Doctor said ” I believe you are just stressed out”
16 years old complaining of anxiety, really bad stomach pain and only able to go to the bathroom once a week. Doctors said ” You just need to eat more prunes and take these suppositories”
17 years old complaining of a rash that covered by whole entire back. Doctor said ” Yikes, I don’t know what that is.
19 years old caught a fever of 105.0 that lasted for a week. Was given IV antibiotics never helped, the fever went away on its own. Doctor said, ” I don’t know its just a mystery”.
To make my timeline short from 20-21 years old I got the same old mess. Doctors telling me I needed bi-polar meds, sleeping meds, pain meds, and gave me a prescription to go talk to a psychiatrist. I only wanted them to see my pain was real.
I was finally labeled with Fibromyalgia, Rheumatoid Arthritis, Chronic Anemia. I was not happy I had a label on me, I am happy I can research and try to heal this nightmare. It’s been such a long road, I’m glad I am not making a detour toward healthy living.
Never Give up!