It sucks to be sick but not for the reasons you might think

Have you realized that when you are overweight doctors do not take your medical concerns seriously? I feel like I have been pooped on and pooped at for the past 2 years and today it continued. I moved overseas about 4 years ago and shortly there after what was a slightly annoying but manageable myofascial condition increased to become a full blown issue. I was now exhausted all the time, I was in pain so much pain and it got worse each year.

I saw various GP's, nutritionists, naturopaths. I bought vitamins and potions. I got told to exercise more, get some rest, lose some weight so I tried and marginally succeeded but the pain and everything else got worse. Then I paid out of pocket for specialists and oh my I entered the wonderful world of testing. At my calculation I spent about $9100 in 2014 but I was diagnosed with fibromyalgia and palindromic rheumatism. Woohoo!! Except no one could explain the tingling in my body, the sensation of things crawling over my skin, the feeling of sharp bites and the feeling of having a sunburn when I didn't. There was nothing on my skin. Nothing!. Cue the dermatologist and his tests. Who when he found nothing medically obvious like cancer gave up and told me I was crazy aka "I believe ma'am this is psychosomatic. Perhaps some exercise? Here is this antidepressant"


So I enter 2015 with this nonsense and now I am not sleeping much anymore. Thanks to Dr. Google I have decided I have MS or something similar so I book myself a neurologist appt determined this is the year! Answers and solutions will come THIS year. She glances at the other doctors letter and labs and then right away starts on about my weight. Yes yes I know it is the elephant in the room (ha ha) Can. Miss. The. Fat. But that is not why I was there. I leave there having paid $550 and been told to cut my food intake by 70%, that my tracking, weighing and measuring that I have been doing here is useless and I will regain it if I do that. Just cut everything by 70%, exercise till I pant and oh come back in 3 weeks and make sure I lose 2lbs a week. Censors prohibit me from posting what I want to say. Then to add to the bird poop on my head today a random stranger. A perfectly random stranger walks up to me at the train station as I sat working on my laptop and told me she had gastric bypass 10yrs ago and I should really look into it.

So I came home and went for a walk and cried and walked and since I have decided not to eat my feelings today decided to *kitten* about it instead.

Thanks for listening :-)