Hello everyone ~ My husband is going through the same scenerio as all of you who are undiagnosed. I totally understand your frustration with the doctors I have had my own personal issues with them, but I also understand this is a very hard disease to diagnose and may come across as doctors withholding information or mistaking information, but they need to make sure that all of the information from
your bodies have presented themselves before making a final diagnosis of a life threatening disease that has no cure. I say this because everyone reacts differently. Hopefully, most people will turn to their families for love and support and fight with every ounce of their being, but there will be a person who just cannot mentally handle it and make irrational decisions, so it is imperitive to get this right. It is definitely not easy for them to give this diagnosis either, so they want to make sure they are correct.
I definitely know that some doctors are jerks, but for the most part, they really do care. I work for doctors and believe me I hear in their voices when they dictate a terminal diagnosis for a patient or have a death of a patient. They too question "what could I have done differently." The "God" persona that some give us is just a coping mechanism for them too. Who wants a crying doctor when you need someone strong to support you and find the answers.. that's why I'm not a doctor.
We have dealt with some awful bedside manner, but for us our anger/frustration is with this disease and not the doctor. They cannot help it if all of the pieces of the puzzle from our test results don't fit. They have to diagnose us from the information they put together, which is the best that they can do.
I don't know at what stage of an illness that you are, but hopefully you are all still able for the most part to enjoy your life, interact with your families, go to work, enjoy your hobbies, etc. We could get hit by a bus crossing a street tomorrow... we don't know, but we have to try to enjoy what time we do have here with our loved ones and try very hard not to let our worrying rob us of that. Believe me I know how hard this is. Even as I am writing this, I also wonder if I have 6 months, a year or 20 years left with my husband and what will he have to endure, but I know that tonight we will have dinner together, laugh, maybe go out and get ice cream, and watch Friday night TV. We have to live in the now and the now is what we do know which is... yes something is wrong, but he is still alive with us and we have to do our best to cope with what we have.
Please don't be angry with me for trying to give us all a pep talk and show that there are 2 sides to this awful process of diagnosing. I just want us all to enjoy this weekend and try not to dwell on the negative.
My best to everyone.
Pam B in Va