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Gaslighting By Medical Doctors
#1
My feed is on the ball today.

I usually ignore most of the stuff that ends up in my feed. Today I found some very interesting videos, and some that hit pretty close to home.

I am sharing this because I was the victim of medical gaslighting myself. This can happen to anyone, but it seems to happen more frequently with women, and even more frequently with women of color and women of menopausal age or older.

I really liked both my doctors, but they both failed me big time.

The first event happened back in 1998. By the time the year 2000 rolled around I was so sick that it could not be ignored anymore, but my doctor continued to insist it was just menopause. He was so adamant, that he actually became agree with "me"!

I told him that I would be looking for another doctor, and I did. When I made the appointment with the new doctor, I told him that if he was going to tell me my problems were all in my head or due to menopause, that I could save both of us a lot of time, and I would keep looking. He promised me he would not make any diagnosis until her had seen me and I had completed diagnostic testing. Well after a  CT scan and a MRI, it was found that I had a tumor and it required treatment.

Now you would think I would have learned from that experience, but I did not learn it well enough, because I almost allowed myself to be gaslighted a second time, not too long ago. Just a month ago, my doctor tried to convince me my symptoms were nothing to worry about. But after three months, and no improvement, I insisted he take my symptoms more seriously, and that he run some test.

He listened to me. Good thing, or I would have dumped him as well. My symptoms seem greatly improved, and hopefully they will be completely resolved soon.

So my dear Rogues, male, female, old, or young, don't allow your doctor to ever ignore your symptoms. If they do not address your complaints or symptoms, get another doctor.



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#2
I feel like this has happened to me a few times. First time was when I was around 20. I couldn’t walk when I’d wake up in the morning because my heels would hurt so bad. I went to get it looked at and they took X-rays, didn’t see anything and sent me on my way. I went to a different doctor and just happened to see a book on foot pain while I was waiting for him to come in the exam room. I diagnosed myself using that book. Plantar fasciitis. He was great, treated it and got it better in two weeks.

Went back a few years ago because my lower legs, feet and ankles had swelled and I could barely  walk. I also had a rash on my legs. He barely listened and tossed some cream at me and left. So I tried another doctor who did blood work but didn’t find anything. She actually told me she didn’t know what to do with me. I finally found an internet doctor from another state who actually prescribed something to help and didn’t make me feel like it was all in my head or that I just wanted pills. Which I’d never asked for. I just wanted to know what was wrong with me.

This is one reason why I have to be pretty bad off to go to doctors office. Even then I almost have to be dragged there.
#3
I went to an emergency room a few years ago. The doctor, an alleged "surgeon", looked me over, made a 1/4 inch incision, then decided he couldn't do anything for me, and told me I'd have to book another doctor in a few days. A few days? My problem was NOW, not "in a few days". Another doctor? Then what the hell was I paying HIM for? As it turned out, I didn't pay him. I pay for services rendered, not a lick and a prayer.

The hospital itself charged me for shit that never happened. Didn't pay them, either, so they took me to court and got a judgement that said I really ought to pay them for shit they never did. I told 'em good luck with that, and they could suck that judgement money right out of my ass. Still ain't paid it, and I've nothing they can take to satisfy it. So they are screwed for that payment.

What I DID do (it was a thrombosis), was to go home and get about 20 bucks worth of supplies, and cured it my damned self. Low dose aspirin to dissolve the clot, that sort of thing. I was all better in about 5 days, sooner than any appointment with another doctor could have handled. That medical "help" tried to charge me 5000 bucks for a 30 minute visit and a 20 dollar cure.

I hate doctors. I hate hospitals. I won't go to either if I'm conscious enough to refuse treatment. I have medicaid now, government insurance, so it's the government on the hook for payment, and I still won't use it. Don't trust doctors any more, don't trust insurers. don't trust the government. There is no doubt in my mind that should I go to a doctor or a hospital, they'd find some damned way to try to bend me over and pop it in, so I don't go.

they can all kiss my ass, I'll die when I die. I don't need any medical "help" to help me along with that. Nature will take care of it when my time comes, and nature don't charge me an arm and a leg for nothing at all.

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Said Aristippus, ‘If you would learn to be subservient to the king you would not have to live on lentils.’ Said Diogenes, ‘Learn to live on lentils and you will not have to be subservient to the king.’


#4
Can relate to it but never thought about it being gaslighting. But I see the parallels.

For me it was constant back pain near the shoulder blades. I had a rough accident as a teenager and they had to staple me together from ankle to the back. So bad sometimes I could not sleep or function in daily life. The painkillers they gave me were horrible on my stomach and I only took them as a last resort, because I feared getting addicted and end up on something heavier, like morphines.

Besides that I also took stomach protectors because of the meds. Now, after some years it got better but then after a massage it got really bad. Different pain, same place and I went to the doctor. He pressed around there a bit, made me scream up in pain and prescribed more massages. I looked at him and said something is not right, it's different pain than I am used to, more bright, pointy and "meaty". Like something is stuck there. He started pulling out a pamplet about phantom pain and that it may be time to do a physical rehabilitation, so I can learn to live with it blablabla.

I actually went there and they didn't even do an xray on me, I got the label that it's in my head or respectively the pain was so bad it burned into my head and now I feel it even though there is not physical cause. It got better a bit and I was doing the workouts they taught me to do. "The cat" and similar.

Half a year later pain is back and even more excruciating. I went to a second doctor, he touched there, I scream up again in pain and he asks me about the scars there and all over. I told him and he requested the files from the hospital. That took a while because they store it somewhere else after ten years. Turns out, that in the medical summary when I was let go from hospital as a teen, they said that there is still a broken bone fragment on a disc that they could not remove at that time. In the section where they recommend further healing support, it was about tending to the scars and getting psychologic help to cope.

The specialist, when I visited the second time after I was called they have the medical info, instantly put me into an xray and there it was. A little splinter broke off and started to pierce into the muscle tissue around my spine. Nothing serious in a way it would threaten any nerves, but serious enough for him to call the local hospital and ask if he can send me over for the next day. Well they would not. A few weeks later, I got it removed. It was only as small as like, pulling of a bit of the finger nail but enough to make my life hell.

Since then everything is fine and I have so much more life quality when it's about my back. The incision they made healed completely and I can not even feel it anymore when I search for it with my fingers. Yeah but at first, I was only thinking there is pain.

Doctors are fast with their diagnosis sometimes. He seen me franatical plead for help and thought I am histrionic or mental and went with the "there there, look at what this nice place is, a place for you to calm down and recover. And I believed it!!!

I believed it and sat into the classes about pain management and "phantom pain". I accepted it until it got worse again and I thought "this can't be it". After that, I made an appointment with that doc. Just to get back on him how he stamped me with the psychosomatic label "phantom pain" but all he had to say was "It didn't hurt you going there or did it" and of course it did not, the asshole implied something else that was uncovered there. Too dark for this thread anyways but that led me to seek another doctor. I did not hope for an apollogy but at least him thinking twice with the next patient.

He made the impression on me that he was not phased by this in any way and that's when I looked for another doctor.
#5
(03-28-2022, 02:23 PM)TDDA Wrote: Can relate to it but never thought about it being gaslighting. But I see the parallels.

For me it was constant back pain near the shoulder blades. I had a rough accident as a teenager and they had to staple me together from ankle to the back. So bad sometimes I could not sleep or function in daily life. The painkillers they gave me were horrible on my stomach and I only took them as a last resort, because I feared getting addicted and end up on something heavier, like morphines.

Besides that I also took stomach protectors because of the meds. Now, after some years it got better but then after a massage it got really bad. Different pain, same place and I went to the doctor. He pressed around there a bit, made me scream up in pain and prescribed more massages. I looked at him and said something is not right, it's different pain than I am used to, more bright, pointy and "meaty". Like something is stuck there. He started pulling out a pamplet about phantom pain and that it may be time to do a physical rehabilitation, so I can learn to live with it blablabla.

I actually went there and they didn't even do an xray on me, I got the label that it's in my head or respectively the pain was so bad it burned into my head and now I feel it even though there is not physical cause. It got better a bit and I was doing the workouts they taught me to do. "The cat" and similar.

Half a year later pain is back and even more excruciating. I went to a second doctor, he touched there, I scream up again in pain and he asks me about the scars there and all over. I told him and he requested the files from the hospital. That took a while because they store it somewhere else after ten years. Turns out, that in the medical summary when I was let go from hospital as a teen, they said that there is still a broken bone fragment on a disc that they could not remove at that time. In the section where they recommend further healing support, it was about tending to the scars and getting psychologic help to cope.

The specialist, when I visited the second time after I was called they have the medical info, instantly put me into an xray and there it was. A little splinter broke off and started to pierce into the muscle tissue around my spine. Nothing serious in a way it would threaten any nerves, but serious enough for him to call the local hospital and ask if he can send me over for the next day. Well they would not. A few weeks later, I got it removed. It was only as small as like, pulling of a bit of the finger nail but enough to make my life hell.

Since then everything is fine and I have so much more life quality when it's about my back. The incision they made healed completely and I can not even feel it anymore when I search for it with my fingers. Yeah but at first, I was only thinking there is pain.

Doctors are fast with their diagnosis sometimes. He seen me franatical plead for help and thought I am histrionic or mental and went with the "there there, look at what this nice place is, a place for you to calm down and recover. And I believed it!!!

I believed it and sat into the classes about pain management and "phantom pain". I accepted it until it got worse again and I thought "this can't be it". After that, I made an appointment with that doc. Just to get back on him how he stamped me with the psychosomatic label "phantom pain" but all he had to say was "It didn't hurt you going there or did it" and of course it did not, the asshole implied something else that was uncovered there. Too dark for this thread anyways but that led me to seek another doctor. I did not hope for an apollogy but at least him thinking twice with the next patient.

He made the impression on me that he was not phased by this in any way and that's when I looked for another doctor.

I have seen bone fragments migrate for years, doing a bit of damage along the way.

I think it is amazing how hard, and persistently the body will work to remove a object it considers foreign.

We truly are an amazing species.

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#6
(03-28-2022, 02:35 PM)NightskyeB4Dawn Wrote:
(03-28-2022, 02:23 PM)TDDA Wrote: Can relate to it but never thought about it being gaslighting. But I see the parallels.

For me it was constant back pain near the shoulder blades. I had a rough accident as a teenager and they had to staple me together from ankle to the back. So bad sometimes I could not sleep or function in daily life. The painkillers they gave me were horrible on my stomach and I only took them as a last resort, because I feared getting addicted and end up on something heavier, like morphines.

Besides that I also took stomach protectors because of the meds. Now, after some years it got better but then after a massage it got really bad. Different pain, same place and I went to the doctor. He pressed around there a bit, made me scream up in pain and prescribed more massages. I looked at him and said something is not right, it's different pain than I am used to, more bright, pointy and "meaty". Like something is stuck there. He started pulling out a pamplet about phantom pain and that it may be time to do a physical rehabilitation, so I can learn to live with it blablabla.

I actually went there and they didn't even do an xray on me, I got the label that it's in my head or respectively the pain was so bad it burned into my head and now I feel it even though there is not physical cause. It got better a bit and I was doing the workouts they taught me to do. "The cat" and similar.

Half a year later pain is back and even more excruciating. I went to a second doctor, he touched there, I scream up again in pain and he asks me about the scars there and all over. I told him and he requested the files from the hospital. That took a while because they store it somewhere else after ten years. Turns out, that in the medical summary when I was let go from hospital as a teen, they said that there is still a broken bone fragment on a disc that they could not remove at that time. In the section where they recommend further healing support, it was about tending to the scars and getting psychologic help to cope.

The specialist, when I visited the second time after I was called they have the medical info, instantly put me into an xray and there it was. A little splinter broke off and started to pierce into the muscle tissue around my spine. Nothing serious in a way it would threaten any nerves, but serious enough for him to call the local hospital and ask if he can send me over for the next day. Well they would not. A few weeks later, I got it removed. It was only as small as like, pulling of a bit of the finger nail but enough to make my life hell.

Since then everything is fine and I have so much more life quality when it's about my back. The incision they made healed completely and I can not even feel it anymore when I search for it with my fingers. Yeah but at first, I was only thinking there is pain.

Doctors are fast with their diagnosis sometimes. He seen me franatical plead for help and thought I am histrionic or mental and went with the "there there, look at what this nice place is, a place for you to calm down and recover. And I believed it!!!

I believed it and sat into the classes about pain management and "phantom pain". I accepted it until it got worse again and I thought "this can't be it". After that, I made an appointment with that doc. Just to get back on him how he stamped me with the psychosomatic label "phantom pain" but all he had to say was "It didn't hurt you going there or did it" and of course it did not, the asshole implied something else that was uncovered there. Too dark for this thread anyways but that led me to seek another doctor. I did not hope for an apollogy but at least him thinking twice with the next patient.

He made the impression on me that he was not phased by this in any way and that's when I looked for another doctor.

I have seen bone fragments migrate for years, doing a bit of damage along the way.

I think it is amazing how hard, and persistently the body will work to remove a object it considers foreign.

We truly are an amazing species.

You think it moving towards the "outside" may have had to do with the body trying to move it out? That I can imagine very good. I am not sure how long it has been doing that, because I only concluded, that it had to do with the massage and sorting out my spine. I got the "cross your arms and hold your breath" lifting on the elbows treatment, by the physio-bear how I call him in a friendly way, and it audibly made a knack. Not at that place, but next day I woke up feeling a different kind of pain.

I would have liked to see it, but should have told them beforehand, they told me afterwards. But they told me it was not big, only like the part of the fingernail that sticks out.
#7
(03-28-2022, 01:29 AM)VioletDove Wrote: I feel like this has happened to me a few times. First time was when I was around 20. I couldn’t walk when I’d wake up in the morning because my heels would hurt so bad. I went to get it looked at and they took X-rays, didn’t see anything and sent me on my way. I went to a different doctor and just happened to see a book on foot pain while I was waiting for him to come in the exam room. I diagnosed myself using that book. Plantar fasciitis. He was great, treated it and got it better in two weeks.

Went back a few years ago because my lower legs, feet and ankles had swelled and I could barely  walk. I also had a rash on my legs. He barely listened and tossed some cream at me and left. So I tried another doctor who did blood work but didn’t find anything. She actually told me she didn’t know what to do with me. I finally found an internet doctor from another state who actually prescribed something to help and didn’t make me feel like it was all in my head or that I just wanted pills. Which I’d never asked for. I just wanted to know what was wrong with me.

This is one reason why I have to be pretty bad off to go to doctors office. Even then I almost have to be dragged there.

I can relate so much to the "only want pills" impression. I flat out told him I don't want to take pain killers and that we look for the cause instead of fighting the symptoms in all the years before and all I got was that I have to live with it and the next question was like "Do you need different pain killers, something stronger so you do not have to take as much?" kind of question.

Made me furious inside because I just said I do not want ANY and he's like, well I can prescribe you a higher dose per pill. Like I was speaking a different language.
#8
(03-28-2022, 03:03 PM)TDDA Wrote: I can relate so much to the "only want pills" impression. I flat out told him I don't want to take pain killers and that we look for the cause instead of fighting the symptoms in all the years before and all I got was that I have to live with it and the next question was like "Do you need different pain killers, something stronger so you do not have to take as much?" kind of question.

Made me furious inside because I just said I do not want ANY and he's like, well I can prescribe you a higher dose per pill. Like I was speaking a different language.

Does anyone remember when the first thing they asked you, before you had the chance to say "Hello?", was "Are you having pain?" Followed by a pain scale. Back when they had the Patient's Bill of Rights For Pain Management, taped to every inch of every wall. Back when they gave you Dilaudid for a complaint of a hangnail.

Now you could come in carrying your hand, and they would not give you more than a Tylenol. After reading Mrs G post it makes me think they may just want to encourage you to scream and cuss, as a new form of pain management.

But wait..... Maybe that was part of the plan all along. Then they can label you insane, violent, and a threat. Then they can really play "Gotcha!"

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#9
I have for most of my life had a huge distrust of our medical establishment. The past several years have convinced me to completely turn my back on them. Due to covid crap, and along with my late wife who battled cancer for the better part of 7 years.

However. When I was 10 or 11 years old I overheard a conversation which I didn't understand until several years later but regardless what I overheard was shocking.

Some background this was the late 70's. It was at a huge annual Christmas party at my Uncle and Aunts home in the North Shore of Chicago. My uncle was president and CEO of Baxter Travenol which is a Fortune 500 company which deals in medical supplies etc. To give you and idea in the context.

I heard a man comment to my uncle something a long the lines of, 'Keep them sick and hide the cures keeps the gravy train going is working well so far' to which my uncle laughed and said something to the affect of 'yes lets hope it stays that way.'

I remember that to this day and through the years I have read books, researched articles, looked into the AMA, and started to see the threads which lead back to Rockefeller and then creation of the Federal Reserve Bank among dozens of other corruptions of civilized society by wealthy wankers and the corporate conglomerates which they create.

I call it a healthy distrust of the perceived system. Others call me many other things. Yet as time goes by my intuition stays true while I am disgusted at the ugliness of humanity which allows itself to fester and display.
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