Ugh. I hate being sick, I hate being dependent on doctors, I hate having to explain (complain) about my many problems.
I saw my neurologist this morning and it was awful. I feel like I always do the wrong thing, no matter what I do. I had gone to another neurologist in the biggest city in Oregon to rule out MS. I guess I offended him by second guessing him? I feel like I should have just driven the 2 hours to the big city doctor for my face pain. I had assumed I could see the doctor in town (my rheumatologist wanted me to make a visit to see a neurologist).
In the end he told me he didn't think I had trigeminal neuralgia but didn't really say why (my rheumatologist feels I do). I'm not sure he's right but now I feel stuck with his diagnosis. Which I would have taken better if he wasn't so rude to me (my mom was with me and couldn't believe how he treated me). She wants me never to go back to him but how does it look, jumping around to different doctors? I think he has written me off as a mental health case (damn, solid mental health and a quick mind was all I had in this world! The fact that that is in question is a really horrifying place for me to be in).
I miss the old me. The one that always was thought of as capable and on top of everything. Being chronically ill has reduced me to feeling like a complete idiot and possibly hysterical. It's an awful place to be.
Whining and vent over but feeling sorry for myself tonight.
How do you all deal with dismissive and rude doctors?