I got extensively checked out for why I was in pain all the time after I ate, losing massive amounts of weight to the point of near-starvation and felt like I had food stuck in my esophagus all the time. Doctors tested me for a couple of weeks for physical esophagus problems, declared I was fine, and sent me to a psychologist who grilled me for 45 minutes about whether I believed the tests or I “still thought something was wrong with me”. I told her I believed the tests but that they were not the right tests yet. Pretty sure I didn’t anxiety myself into losing 60 pounds in 4 months and losing my house, work and relationship… she declared I had “health anxiety”. Oops, turned out I was actually developing LADA, a form of type 1 diabetes. I ended up at the ER later on and they said I would have died or gone into a coma in another 1-2 days.
Insanely bad doctor, wow. Losing a ton of weight super quick is like one of the biggest symptoms of diabetes
I wish I’d figured it out myself. One problem was I was recovering from Celiac, and tried a very restricted diet, and a liquid diet - which actually worked when I started doing chicken in a blender (which is much better than it sounds, especially when you’ve been starving for 4 months). Tell a doctor ‘I was starving and I went to this weird restricted diet’ and it seems they have a really hard time with the order of things. Reality was “I was starving and in pain and then I tried this restricted diet” and they hear “you were on this restricted diet, and then you were starving and in pain”.
Do you know what they call doctors that barely passed medical school, at the bottom of their class?
Doctors.
Damn did you message the psychologist the truth?
More like damn did you message your malpractice lawyers?
We’ll run this test, but your insurance probably won’t cover it so here’s the bill. How would you like to pay today?
More like “we already ran this test without telling you how expensive it would be. Your insurance didn’t cover it. Here’s your bill. And here’s a second bill for the same exact thing but this time we’ll call it ‘professional services’ instead of lab work – pay that too or we’ll send you to collections.”
I always hate how casual they are too. “That will be $3,526, how would you like to pay?”
“Uhh… i wouldn’t, thanks.”
My former cardiologist kept grilling me to lose weight, laughing in my face when I told him I was really active at work but still gaining. Turns out I was retaining water because the heart failure he blamed on my weight was a genetic defect that a few years later required a transplant.
Due to unrelated circumstances, I moved states between my last visit with him and the discovery of how much worse my condition was or I definitely would have had words with him.
Cops in police dramas: we have to catch the murderer! Who cares about his rights, he’s a criminal!
Cops in real life: I’m gonna shoot this black guy, idk he probably did something. Who cares about his rights?
And also you should just lose weight, that will fix it
Stress = I don’t have a clue what’s wrong with you
Or they run every test under the sun and then ignore, misread, or plain refuse to treat the results.
The blood work shows that your blood sugar is borderline diabetic, your kidneys are failing and the xray shows a fracture… your fine, go home.
Cause well, fuck your diabetes, we won’t give dialysis until your number of 16 gets to 14 even though the normal is 60 and all the rest of what’s off relates to your kidneys, and we can’t do anything for that fracture in your sternum anyways, nevermind, that we didn’t see it until you came back complaining of chest pain…
There really isn’t a treatment for a fractured sternum. You can’t exactly put it in a splint and surgery would hurt even worse.
It doesn’t even have to be a mystery illness. A woman can walk into the clinic with a broken rib, and doctors will tell her it’s menstrual cramps (true story from my partner).
Fuck, that would make me so mad. Like holy shit, what a fucking lazy PoS.
Clearly they should have xrayed themselves before coming in. The audacity of some of these people seeking “medicine”. Pathetic.
(The largest /s)
Good God that caught me so off guard
