CDC Director: Vaccines No Longer Prevent You From Spreading COVID
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The medical-industrial complex is Rockefeller born and bred, with the intent of making us all dependent on that system for their ability to provide expensive tests and pharmaceuticals, not cures, and I wonder how many doctors today are nothing more than test readers and drug pushers.
I've had some experience with the system, where it took 5 doctors 4 weeks to finally establish I had a perforated appendix, despite the fact that I told the first two doctors I thought my appendix was the problem, and for that 4 weeks what I got was tests and drugs. I was too healthy for them to kill with their neglect, but otherwise that could have been my outcome.
Consider - while appendix issues can present in many unexpected ways, how inept/clueless are many of these "trained professionals" with more complex conditions?
"Practicing"?
Geez! You know the past few years I’ve been trying to get a diagnosis for why one day I felt like a grizzly bear was chasing me and couldn’t sleep. My thyroid actually popped out of my neck around this time, but the dumb doctors just kept wanting to diagnose me as mental because my first blood test showed high free T4 and normal TSH and thereafter only high normal free T4. I had many intermittent symptoms of hyperthyroidism but I kept getting blown off. I even begged an endocrinologist to do an MRI in case I had a pituitary tumor. She refused and said I’d be dead by now if I had one. A year later a sweet nurse at the sleep disorder center who knew it sounded like my thyroid said you need something and put me on an antidepressant. I had been going through this a year and had tried everything but. It worked, but it took time. Then I found a good GP who kindly ran an MRI. Yes, I had a pituitary tumor. No, I wasn’t dead yet. Ironically some other specialist had put me on a medication that happens to shrink a certain kind of pituitary tumor. I think he accidentally cured me. Meanwhile I started seeing the specialists of specialists at UCLA. Went full circle back to my thyroid but my numbers are normal now. So still no diagnosis of what went wrong. Fun! A friend of mine swears I have Graves’ disease. My eyes were actually bugging out during that year of hell. So now I have to wait for another big flair up before anyone will look at me. If that nurse hadn’t put me on meds for the mental symptoms i don’t think I’d be here right now. Dumb doctors don’t even care. Oh they offered the meds but it was always in a dismissive way to make me leave. That nurse saved my life by believing me and doing her best to keep me going until I could find a doctor who could diagnose me. Still looking for that mythical doctor. Oh well.
But yeah when it’s right in front of their faces (hello thyroid popping out of my neck) doctors can’t find their heads from their tails. It’s rather scary.
One of the reasons the doctors refused to believe it was my appendix is that my body didn't act like someone with a raging infection. My temperature never went over 101-something and my white blood cells never spiked in accordance with their test criteria. They ignore your physical signs and symptoms, no matter what they can see nor what you say to them. Then, when you don't fit the parameters of their tests, they have no idea what to do with you. And worse yet? The GP sent me to a proctologist, who looked at the MRI that was done, stuck his finger up my butt and scheduled me for a colonoscopy. When I talked to the GP about that, he told me to go through with the colonoscopy. I complained that this had already been going on for nearly 4 weeks and the colonoscopy was another 10 days away, and asked if there was anything else that could be done. He said the MRI showed my appendix was inflamed and he offered to send me to a surgeon. Well, why the hell didn't he do that as soon as he looked at the MRI? SMDH.
Yup! Typical doctors! They can’t think outside the teensy box of their tests. And they leave you suffering. I was at the point of reading medical journals trying to figure out what else could be wrong so I could find the right specialist to see. I’ve realized there’s no such thing as the right specialist and that you get to diagnose yourself. Sadly, we can’t operate on ourselves or prescribe for ourselves, so we still have to try to reason with these dumb doctors. Gah!
Yes, most doctors are useless. Trust your instincts. The best way to navigate healthcare is to not have health insurance. Put your money in a health savings account. When you need to see a doctor, tell them what YOU WANT THEM TO DO. When you pay cash, they will do anything you ask. Much of the time it's the insurance companies that tie doctors hands behind their backs.
Fortunately, my ordeal found a permanent solution. Best wishes in your continuing situation.
All Doctors are pill pushers. The good ones retired early.