Post by omaklackey on Nov 24, 2014 20:42:55 GMT -5
So frustrasted right now, torn between being a ranting raving maniac, and just bawling my eyes out. I have been having increasingly worrying fatigue, shortness of breath and chest pain. The only reason I mentioned it was I had to go the doctor for a refill on scripts (my once a year check up). He sent in a pscyh gal and I blew her off. That was three weeks ago and I was confused when another psych gal shows up and I thought nothing of it. She does her little quiz and laughs and says "clearly NOT anxiety". So the doctor comes in and I explain again the symptoms and he is like "well maybe this is all a sign of depression and that's why this is happening.". Uh... what? So I explain that yes, Endo is a lot to deal with, but I'm doing my best, living my life, got a job I love, and doing what I can. He says well you really need anti-depressents and then your heart stuff will go away. 
At this point in time I looked at my husband who I asked to go with me. "A little help". His answer... he looks right at me and says "I told you not to go to the doctor". And shortly after we walked out. I realized long ago that dealing with an illness for life is hard on the emotions but blaming my heart failure on depression... clearly time for a new doctor. ARGH!!! I hate doctors.
At this point in time I looked at my husband who I asked to go with me. "A little help". His answer... he looks right at me and says "I told you not to go to the doctor". And shortly after we walked out. I realized long ago that dealing with an illness for life is hard on the emotions but blaming my heart failure on depression... clearly time for a new doctor. ARGH!!! I hate doctors.
