After 15+ years of being misdiagnosed with fibromyalgia or being told "it's all in your head" I finally found a reputable doctor who listened, diagnosed performed a successful surgery within a week. Now I'm finally able to heal. I'm beyond thankful for the opportunity and the means to have been able to travel and have a Surgeon of his stature work a miracle on me. And for me it was a miracle. However, I'm bitter over what I've been through, basically for over two decades of my life has been dealing with pain. Dealing with doctors don't care. Dealing with the looks that you get if you mention that you have "the dreaded fibromyalgia" which seems to be associated with mental illness.
I set here and wonder, what did people do 30, 40 or 50 years ago when we didn't have "google". I guess I know what they did. They didn't live as long. I am quite certain that Google is one of the things that probably saved my life. Had I not been able to get online and research this and look at various opinions, search for anyone and everyone who's had to deal with it, look for surgeons and their success ratings -I'm not so sure I'd be here today.
I'm a Deputy with the Sheriff's Department, Tactical Defense Instructor, for the Sheriff's Department, Field Training Officer. I know my mind and I know my body, I know when there something wrong. I don't with the pain for years and years but there is a no way to explain how you feel when I physician looks at you like you're crazy and proceeds to tell you so.
Thank goodness for my amazing husband there's just no other word for him. I also think goodness for A grief counselor who continue to reassure me throughout. Oh, and I can't forget my dog, she had a role too.
So, I found that now that I'm on "the other side" it's healing and rewarding to help others.