If I had a wish right now I would wish I was able to run and train for a race, any race. No scratch that, I actually wish that people in the medical field would stop ignoring patients who have been suffering for years and misdiagnosing them or refusing to look further into the complaints the patients are making. If that wish came true than I wouldn’t need to wish I could train for a race. I wish before prequalifying a patient because they are young and haphazardly deciding that they just have anxiety, depression, or can’t handle their life that a doctor or anyone in the medical field would stop and listen.
A week ago I found a doctor who stopped and listened to me, the only one who ever truly listened after 6.5 years of suffering and being disregarded. He did not tell me I was depressed or had anxiety. He did not tell me I couldn’t handle my life and he said something is really wrong. Still, no one knows what is wrong but at least I don’t feel crazy anymore. Maybe one day a miracle will happen and I’ll feel healthy enough to continue training and I’ll get my life back but for now I urge medical professionals to treat patients with care and to let them voice their concerns because no one knows how a person feels except that person. Not every patient is going to fit into a textbook definition and not every patient can be treated by a cookie cutter formula. Do not accuse people of having mental disorders or not being able to handle their life just because you can’t provide an answer, help them find the answer or send them to someone who can. Don’t rush your patients out of the office, spend the time and help!