To the doctors who prescribed me what was best for them, not me. It is the most selfish thing I have ever seen. Putting money above my well-being. Crying in your office, begging to feel good again and you just give whatever drug you have to promote; whatever is in your best interest. Props to you, because I couldn't be that heartless. I couldn't look at someone so sick and think of me first.
What hurts the most is that there were so many of you. You made it so hard to trust anyone in the medical field.
To the doctors who made my mother and I feel stupid. A mother and a daughter, desperately wanting help and you decide to act like you know so much more than us. I'm sure you do, but when a patient suggests something they think might help, you don't have to get angry and frustrated. They are just scared and literally trying to think of anything that could fix the pain.
Angry in your own life maybe? Well, don't take it out on me. You think your life is hard? Just be happy you're where you are and not me. The patient sick and in pain. I was an easy target, wasn't I?
To the doctors who turned me away. I was so shocked, finding out I had Lyme disease and you said you couldn't help. You left the room and the nurse escorted us out. No further words, no referrals or no hope. You couldn't have treated me like a person? Lyme disease might not be your specialty, but you're still supposed to make people feel better.
You left me at my weakest and made me lose more hope for doctors and any hope I had of getting better. You made it hard to trust that doctors would stay.
To all of these doctors, thank you. Thank you for not caring. Thank you for turning your backs on me so I was able to seek out others. Other doctors who actually cared, were kind and fought with me until I felt better; healthy and like myself again.
Without doctors like you, I wouldn't appreciate the people who helped me as much as I do. I am thankful for them every day. Without you, I would continue to trust everything doctors say and never be strong enough to speak up. Without you, I wouldn't be as strong as I am today.
I wish I knew back then, what I know now. I would stand up and tell you to treat patients like actual people and not take advantage of them when they need you the most. I would like to think I would have told you all to go to hell, but that's only if I were feeling sorry for myself, which I'm not anymore.
I feel sorry for you because I'm all better but there is no cure for what you have.