My main criticism of the medical establishment in the US is not necessarily against their methods of healing, which probably saved my life a few years ago (more on this later), but with their arrogance and wholly unacceptable approach to determining the best possible solution to a health crisis. If I were a healer(this term seems so much better than doctor), I would like to think I would look at all possible methods of healing and inform those coming to me for healing of the many paths available and their respective chance at dealing with the crisis on hand. I probably went to over 10 different doctors and therapists over a two year period and not one asked me about my diet and my number one complaint had always been massively low energy. Western medicine certainly has its place in healing and has saved countless lives, its simply just a small slice of what is out there. I don't understand its attitude and that is what I wanted to attack. I never felt comfortable asking something that might interfere with doctors opinion. This is perhaps my own flaw, but I would like to think that I would make sure that my patient could be very open to discussion about healing methods. It seems so awkward and out of place to even think about questioning a doctors advice. Not even really question but to even have an open discussion.
I am not into advice giving and have never told anyone to follow a diet like me, but I will point out some things that I know for sure that nobody pointed out to me when I was going through my troubles. Seriously, not one doctor even informed me that there could be a connection between diet and health. The only thing I really tell people is to cut out refined sugars and if they listen to that I inform them that processed grains are the next to go. From there I don't really say anything unless they are family. Though I do think there is nothing wrong with informing the very sick, those most in need of advice and most likely to do something radical of advice since they are about to die. There is a huge difference here that I hope most people see and I completely disagree with the viewpoint of never giving advice unless another person specifically asks for it. I'm not sure anyone feels that way anyways but there is, like always, more than a black and white scenario here. The strategy for advice giving changes at some point.
I agree with you about the 'control drama' and am very guilty of this. I like to play the devil's advocate card too much and already extrapolated on this idea on my above post. I am hoping this is just a step in my journey that once I feel healthier I will be less dramatic because I'll be less tired. Being outside and amongst friends is my best cure for this right now.
Now onto the part where my life got saved. I actually don't even think about this anymore, pretty much ever but about 6 years ago there was a small lump on one of my testicles. I actually noticed it a couple years before but was too shy to point it out to my doctor, but it had grown enough and I suppose the term 'grew some balls' applies too literally here that I finally did ask my doctor about it. I got an ultrasound and sure enough it had to be taken out. This was back when I believed US doctors were all knowing and infallible. I remember my dad wanting to see if there were another way out of surgery. I got so mad at him for questioning the doctors opinion. How could he even think about questioning this man's opinion. Seriously, hes a fucking doctor, and my life is now on the line (though there were no signs of cancer yet), why are you going to even think about questioning him?
How completely ironic that now I would be the one questioning everything.
Well, after getting my testicle guillotined, I went to basically every type of doctor we have to see what I could do about my chronic fatigue.
Cardiologist - EKG and stress test (where you walk and then run on a treadmill to test something..) They supposedly found out that I had mitrol valve prolapse- which from wiki states that it is prevalent in 38% of active males. The doc didnt make me think it was that bad. Just that I had to take antibiotics before going to the dentist because bacteria could leach into the bloodstream - though I just found an article now that says these antibiotics are useless for this.
Pulmonologist - did a test where you blow as hard as you can into a tube for a few seconds. I could never last the full length of time here, so the docs concluded my breath strength was fine. This guy did recommend me seeing a psychologist. I remember him just nodding his head at me when I told him my symptoms like he knew I was fucked in the head. I still have trouble holding a note when singing, especially multiple notes in a row, like I run out of breath real easy.
Ear, Nose and Throat(ENT)- I did all sorts of tests here. They would numb my nostrils and then stick a small camera up inside my nose. My adenoids were enlarged as I recall and I was prescribed some nasal spray that was going to supposedly shrink them. There was even a possibility of surgery to correct them.
Dentist - I did a breathing test with my jaw shifted forward and apparently this showed that I had some obstruction that would be fixed if I slept with a device that pulled my bottom teeth forward. Well, I was fitted for this mouthpiece that yanks your jaw forward at night allowing more air to come in. I think I lasted one night with it on and I was afraid it would permanently move my jaw forward, which actually makes a big difference in your appearance. And this dentist actually shaved some of the inside of my molars down with the supposed effect of having my tongue sit farther down allowing more airflow. This did not work and now I have slanted molars.
Sleep studies - I did two of these where you spend a night in a room attached to a bunch of different electrodes sending back all sorts of info. I never saw a doctor for either of these tests. The results were simply shipped to another much less qualified doctor to interpret them. I was prescribed a CPAP machine - a device thats like a ventilator that blows air into your mouth to prevent you from having sleep apnea. I must have been the thinnest, youngest person ever to get prescribed this machine. I had a couple different ENT's look at the results and each one of them determined something different that either I had sleep apnea or I did not.
Dermatologist - Said I could have acne till I was 80. I bought all the creams, though never really used them.
Internist - the only guy that actually sat down with me and talked to me like a human. I asked for addreall and he gave me some. Adderall and coke are the only drugs/devices that I have seen any benefit from. He also told me the mouth-piece for moving my jaw forward was not good.
Opthamologist - to check to see if I had wilsons disease characterized mainly by an a problem with excess copper and extreme signs showing up with a ring in the iris - hmmmm...maybe iridology does have its place somewhere. I didn't have wilsons thankfully and I am in the process of getting the results to see exactly how much copper I excreted over 24 hours which is I believe what lead them to think I might have wilsons in the first place. I wasn't interested in any of this stuff back when it happened as I just mindlessly followed the docs advice.
4 psychologists and an anger therapist - I always felt good after going to a therapy session, its just once a week sessions don't really do that much when you are really depressed. I did get prescribed some antidepressants finally which did seem to work but I could never keep up with them and they got lost. I was taking some antidepressants at the beginning of the journal which perhaps were helping but I gave them up too sensing they could be doing long-term damage.
I also had lots of blood tests that I will be sorting through when I go back to Houston next week that may give me a bit more info. My mom told me I had elevated levels of bilirubin which indicate some biliary malfunction/congestion of some sort and I'll be looking to cleanse my liver more with digestive bitters, apple cider vinegar, chinese bitters, castor oil packs, egg yolks and finally liver flushing which I will resume once I have my diet in place.