I’m raging today. I thought the medical industry couldn’t let me down any more than they have but they have managed to outdo themselves. People who read my posts may know that I’ve been having bladder issues for some time now. It flares up and down but basically it’s like having cystitis all the time. I can’t sleep at night, have to get up to wee constantly, and always feel like I need to go. I’m finally on the waiting list to see the urologist and have been prescribed several bladder calming meds, none of which have helped.
Well, I was at the GP today about my test results and I got chatting to a retired nurse who happened to be there and she told me that over-treatment with thyroxine (which I’ve been having for years to try and stop my cancer coming back) can have the side effect of an overactive bladder. The same issue I have been seeing doctors for for years, begging for help, is perhaps being caused by my damn cancer treatment and not a single doctor has ever even thought of this, maybe the ignorant twats don’t even know this is a side effect. God, I hate this life! These fuckers told me this treatment has no side effects and already it has given me a stroke, heart issues, multiple food intolerances, perhaps an overactive bladder and a whole lot more.
Oh Russia, please nuke the UK to oblivion, I am sick of this shit!
EDIT: Now they’ve got the hospital lab to redo the test and say there IS an infection after all. But the doctor refused to listen to me about my allergies and prescribed me an antibiotic I’m allergic to. I’m so exhausted by how difficult it is to get medical treatment.
I relate to this immensely, I just recently experienced a similar pain.
I recently have been trouble with intense pain in my abdomen slightly right of center and went to the ER multiple times thrashing from the pain, could even feel it through morphine. Cat scan showed nothing but my family history has gallstones so they scheduled a gastro doc.
I’m fuckin pissed at this guy, I was in so much pain I needed to be wheel chaired in because I couldn’t take painkillers before the tests that day and he came in asked me the problem I described it as “pain in my upper stomach area center right” and he tells me my stomach is on my left side and I clarify I meant the belly region below the ribs. He begins poking at several areas and when he hits my ribs i feel intense pain, I almost start crying instantly. He says this is simply a bruised rib, pokes my other organs again and the rib a fucking GAIN. I state the pain this time is too far to the right and before it was more center and he says “I don’t know what you tell you its simply your rib” pokes it twice more and then tells me to take advil and finish the tests scheduled(HIDA and Ultrasound. I mentioned I take oxy for the pain right now and he said “no don’t take painkillers just advil for anti inflammatory” as if it’s no big deal and as if advil is not a mild painkiller and left. When I’m in the HIDA scan they are unable to conduct the test because my gallbladder doesn’t fill (a sign of stones) and he cancels my ultrasound. Fucking for no reason
The next night I went to the ER and got an ultrasound and its fucking gallstones. fucking asshole is lucky my organ wasn’t infected and I wasn’t willing to listen to him. He could’ve gotten someone seriously injured or killed.
However doctors here often ignore women and believe they’re being hysterical. I’ve seen it most my life with all my family members.
I blame it on doctors predominantly being part of upper class families of petite or regular bourgeois and fall for the usual reactionary tendencies. Basically two different things make them think they’re better than you all the time. I trust experts but in this field, and in the imperial core, they’re too often refuse to listen to anything else. The best experts hone on the truth with discussion and collaboration.
Sorry you’re experiencing it too. They are always like this. It took them nearly 4 years to diagnose my thyroid cancer because they refused to do any tests, believing I was just a hypochondriac or depressed. The only reason it got diagnosed in the end is because my employer at the time paid for me to go private.