I've been in a flare for a few days, post-period. Not sure if this flare is just because of my period (I had been doing really well) or if it's just the lowered dose of CyA catching up with me and this means I will be in a flare from now on.
The last couple of days haven't been so great.
I went to a surgeon for a consult about the mass in my breast. Have to have it removed. Anyway, the doctor called up my information on the screen, and asked, "why do you have PTSD?"
This is military healthcare, and so my mental health diagnoses are there for every insensitive doctor to see.
I had not been told this would happen (it's never happened before to me, and happened only because I followed my urogyn's advice and went to mental health and they entered diagnoses on me into the computer) and I was completely not expecting to be asked such a question. I was there to talk about the breast surgery, not the fact that I was sexually abused from the age of 5 on by the men in my family.
Since I didn't have time to think about the answer to the question, I blurted out the truth about the sexual abuse. This doctor didn't give a dang about me, he was just idly curious. And he seemed annoyed that I told him the truth. He said he really didn't need to know all that. Well, doc, if you ASK me why I have PTSD, you ought to be prepared to get the answer, no?
So now every time I go into the doctor with any health complaint - to get refills on meds, etc. - I am going to have to field questions about PTSD that I really do not want to answer. If I say, "none of your business" then I come across as a witch, and no doctor will help me. If I tell the truth, I am (like I was on Wednesday) humiliated.
I don't want this doctor to operate on me now. I don't feel comfortable with him anymore because of this. I wish I had thought more quickly of a better answer, a good lie or something, but I didn't, and now he knows things about me that I didn't want him to know. I told my husband I was going to cancel the lumpectomy/biopsy, and he said he would make sure I had the operation even if he had to drag me into the hospital.
I also found out that one of the diagnoses (because I needed to know what the docs were reading about me, so I asked - they never told me before then what my diagnoses were, guess the mental health professionals felt it was none of my business) was concerning chronic pain.
It was some diagnosis of chronic pain exacerbated by psychological factors. I asked the doctor what that meant, and she said (not in so many words, of course) that it meant some of the pain was physical, and some of the pain was all in my head. She did not state what percentage of each was which. So I don't know if the diagnosis means 90% of the pain is real, and 10% is imaginary, or if it's 50/50, or if 90% of it is imagined and only 10% is real.
Anyway, one of the worst fears of an IC patient has come true for me, LOL.
This means that every doctor I go to from now on, will believe none of my health complaints are real. They will not believe I am in any pain from IC or that I really have IC. Maybe even my urogyn does not believe I really have IC.
I'm never going to receive good healthcare again, at least not in the military system.
I've decided that if my IC is just pretend, maybe my kidney disease is just pretend too, so I don't have to bother getting blood drawn every week, or bother reducing the dose of CyA. I can do whatever I want, since none of my health complaints are actually real.
It's been a really crappy week. All in all. I hope I get over this flare soon. I haven't slept for a couple three days I think.
Blessings,
Lori
The last couple of days haven't been so great.
I went to a surgeon for a consult about the mass in my breast. Have to have it removed. Anyway, the doctor called up my information on the screen, and asked, "why do you have PTSD?"
This is military healthcare, and so my mental health diagnoses are there for every insensitive doctor to see.
I had not been told this would happen (it's never happened before to me, and happened only because I followed my urogyn's advice and went to mental health and they entered diagnoses on me into the computer) and I was completely not expecting to be asked such a question. I was there to talk about the breast surgery, not the fact that I was sexually abused from the age of 5 on by the men in my family.
Since I didn't have time to think about the answer to the question, I blurted out the truth about the sexual abuse. This doctor didn't give a dang about me, he was just idly curious. And he seemed annoyed that I told him the truth. He said he really didn't need to know all that. Well, doc, if you ASK me why I have PTSD, you ought to be prepared to get the answer, no?
So now every time I go into the doctor with any health complaint - to get refills on meds, etc. - I am going to have to field questions about PTSD that I really do not want to answer. If I say, "none of your business" then I come across as a witch, and no doctor will help me. If I tell the truth, I am (like I was on Wednesday) humiliated.
I don't want this doctor to operate on me now. I don't feel comfortable with him anymore because of this. I wish I had thought more quickly of a better answer, a good lie or something, but I didn't, and now he knows things about me that I didn't want him to know. I told my husband I was going to cancel the lumpectomy/biopsy, and he said he would make sure I had the operation even if he had to drag me into the hospital.
I also found out that one of the diagnoses (because I needed to know what the docs were reading about me, so I asked - they never told me before then what my diagnoses were, guess the mental health professionals felt it was none of my business) was concerning chronic pain.
It was some diagnosis of chronic pain exacerbated by psychological factors. I asked the doctor what that meant, and she said (not in so many words, of course) that it meant some of the pain was physical, and some of the pain was all in my head. She did not state what percentage of each was which. So I don't know if the diagnosis means 90% of the pain is real, and 10% is imaginary, or if it's 50/50, or if 90% of it is imagined and only 10% is real.
Anyway, one of the worst fears of an IC patient has come true for me, LOL.
This means that every doctor I go to from now on, will believe none of my health complaints are real. They will not believe I am in any pain from IC or that I really have IC. Maybe even my urogyn does not believe I really have IC.
I'm never going to receive good healthcare again, at least not in the military system.
I've decided that if my IC is just pretend, maybe my kidney disease is just pretend too, so I don't have to bother getting blood drawn every week, or bother reducing the dose of CyA. I can do whatever I want, since none of my health complaints are actually real.
It's been a really crappy week. All in all. I hope I get over this flare soon. I haven't slept for a couple three days I think.
Blessings,
Lori
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