I think doctors forget, or simply don’t care how they speak to their patients, and how those words can affect them￼. Tonight in a very blasé tone while shuffling papers and speaking with the nurse that was in the room via FaceTime, Dr. Kareti from AV neuroscience, told me I am end stage MS and there’s nothing more they can do for me.￼￼ The humorous part is the that their doctors office is why I’m trapped in bed from pain from hip contractures. No one found the break at L1 when I fell October 2013 which landed me in the bed.￼ No one got me the little kickstand boots to keep my legs in proper position. ￼￼￼ I mean if I had known then what I know now I could’ve done all this stuff on my own. Unfortunately I’m not a doctor and that’s why I was going to doctors because I thought they would know what to do. ￼￼And now, there’s nothing more they can do for me. Oh wait, I forgot, they can contact hospice for me… ￼
Oh oh oh… I tried telling him about the Physical Therapy fuck up and the visits or lack there of, and he just blew it off.￼￼￼ I mean he was really busy looking at papers on his desk and handing things to the nurse. ￼I must’ve interrupted him with my FaceTime appointment.￼
So to sum it the fuck up￼, ￼basically because I have severe pain and am unable to get out of my bed, I should just throw in the towel.
Game on bitch!
Have courage and be kind
… I just read this again and I should probably just burn it down because the pain is terrible and the pain is just so intense right now I shouldn’t be blogging about anything. But I’m gonna leave it I just felt the need to say sorry. I’m a little lost and so angry.￼ I seriously can never catch a break.
And like I always say;