When I was suffering from lymes during the pandemic and couldn’t get out of the couch after work, I went to an infectious disease specialist (didn’t know I had it yet). My blood tests came back positive for lymes but he was insistent that I didn’t actively have it and only had it in the past. He told me I had “pandemic fatigue.”
Went to a lymes specialist after who put me on a wild bunch of antibiotics for a while. Pretty much saved my life. I can’t describe in accurate words how lymes made me feel. People in my family were even telling me I was being lazy and needed to get off the couch. All I did was work and then come home and crash for weeks. No one gave a damn but this one doctor.
I’ve heard countless stories like this of people that didn’t find the second doctor and died. Hell, my aunt is going to die next week because doctors dismissed her cancer for a whole year because her pain was just being dramatic. Her bone pain, some of the worst there is. Even after diagnosis with terminal cancer, they withheld pain medication compared to her brother who got all he wanted in the same town. We had to watch her scream until we found a doctor that will listen. For people with rejection sensitivity especially they don’t even bother going because the odds that the doctors prescribe modern day “hysteria” are considerably high.
It was really humbling. Honestly, if it weren’t for my mom, I would have probably given up after the first doctor shot me down so hard. Having just one person advocating for me made all the difference.
Average female medical system experience tbh
When I was suffering from lymes during the pandemic and couldn’t get out of the couch after work, I went to an infectious disease specialist (didn’t know I had it yet). My blood tests came back positive for lymes but he was insistent that I didn’t actively have it and only had it in the past. He told me I had “pandemic fatigue.”
Went to a lymes specialist after who put me on a wild bunch of antibiotics for a while. Pretty much saved my life. I can’t describe in accurate words how lymes made me feel. People in my family were even telling me I was being lazy and needed to get off the couch. All I did was work and then come home and crash for weeks. No one gave a damn but this one doctor.
Infuriating to think about.
I’ve heard countless stories like this of people that didn’t find the second doctor and died. Hell, my aunt is going to die next week because doctors dismissed her cancer for a whole year because her pain was just being dramatic. Her bone pain, some of the worst there is. Even after diagnosis with terminal cancer, they withheld pain medication compared to her brother who got all he wanted in the same town. We had to watch her scream until we found a doctor that will listen. For people with rejection sensitivity especially they don’t even bother going because the odds that the doctors prescribe modern day “hysteria” are considerably high.
It was really humbling. Honestly, if it weren’t for my mom, I would have probably given up after the first doctor shot me down so hard. Having just one person advocating for me made all the difference.