Cancelled both my doctor’s appointments for tomorrow. Breathing a sigh of relief. Rescheduled one but since my work schedule is crazy I might not get there in May either. My other set of doctors whom I had went to for years moved further away so I have no way to get there. I’m not about to spend two hours traveling from Brooklyn to Manhattan just to see doctors who can never figure out what’s wrong with me nor are there any treatment plans. I’ve been deserted and abandoned by my doctors. For those of you asking why I don’t go to the V.A. Hospital since I’m a Veteran well my disabilities are not service related nor was I a Combat Veteran therefore I don’t qualify for treatment.
Well Good Riddance docs. I won’t be searching for any doctors anytime soon. I’ve had some pretty negative experiences over the years and winding up in the hospital was like being in a house of horrors. I figure if something really bad happens to me there is always Urgent Care.
I guess you can figure out that I don’t like or trust the medical profession. Between 2008 and 2015 I was in and out of various New York City E.R.s (Emergency Rooms). The last hospital I was in was the gateway to hell. I’ve undergone all types of tests. I’ve been admitted to the hospital with no results. Truthfully even though none of the doctors or nurses would admit it in reality there was nothing they could do for me except give me more drugs.
Finally in 2016 I decided to stop going to the doctor except in the case of extreme pain like when I had headaches the entire month of October last year. I was given pain pills. Plus other types of pills which I refuse to take. The medical profession is purgatory and Dante’s Inferno for me. Doctor visits are a miserable depressing experience that I would not wish on my worst enemy.
The only doctor I like is my eye doctor. Obviously maintaining what little vision I have is important to me. The goal is to keep the problems in my left eye from spreading to the right eye. That appointment had to be moved to May. I’ll go after Celebrating Stephen’s Birthday which is more important than going to yet another doctor. Personally after numerous treatments, pills, drugs & therapies I believe doctors just like to experiment on me and now I’m tired of being a guinea pig. Seeing the Doctor is like being in a never-ending nightmare! No more tests! No more being poked and prodded! No more giving away my blood! I’m Free!