I have a strong distrust of doctors in general. I have met a handful of good ones, but those have been in minority by far.
For example, I fell 30 feet when I was 10 years old (out of a tree) and broke my hip and one vertebrae. I could still walk...hobble..er..drag my leg behind me. The doctor DID NOT EVEN X-RAY ME. He told me if I could walk, I was fine. It wasn't unti l4 years later when I went to a chiropractor,that the horrified DC told me one leg was 3 inches shorter than the other, that my regular doctors decided to do a barium bone scan and found that, indeed, I had broken my bones.
And another time I got rear ended on the freeway by a car traveling at 50 MPH, when mine was stopped in traffic. I drove myself to the hospital. It hurt SO bad. They x-rayed me, and said I had whiplash and gave me painkillers I was allergic to, even though I told him several times I was allergic and couldn't take them he just smiled and said "uh huh, you'll be fine in a week."
The next day I woke up and my arms were paralyzed. Went back, did more x rays and they said I was fine and just experiencing "muscle weakness" in my arms.
Right..so weak I couldn't use the bathroom by myself...
So my mom took me to the chiropractor again, who retook x-rays, and re-took, again and again. It turns out that in order to get an x-ray of the atlas and axis vertebrae you go have take the picture through the open mouth, and they don't always come out clear. So, the doctors decided that I was fine based on blurry x-rays, and the clear ones from my chiropractor showed that I had been walking around with a
broken neck.:wall:
If I had blindly trusted doctors, I would not have reproductive organs. I would not have my daughter. I would not have my colon. I might still be paralyzed (because neurologist #1 said "just wait a few months and see if use of your arms returns" Idiot.)
That doesn't even scratch what has happened to my family. My sister's kidneys failed when she was five, and the doctor said it was the flu. My mom KNEW it wasn't, it was nothing like the flu so she yelled at him, argued with him, until he retested and when he read the results his face turned white and they literally grabbed her and threw her on a stretcher and into the ambulance, she was in that bad of shape.
And the grapefruit sized tumor on my om's ovary that twisted and cut off circulation to her organs, was her being a hypochondriac. The only thing that saved her was my dad screaming that he would sue the #*$&(@# out of them if they didn't find out what was really wrong with her. Who tells a patient writhing in agony on the floor that it's all in their head anyway? Just because they are too busy/idiotic to diagnose it right away.
And then my cousin, who I posted about a couple of months ago when his intestines burst and he was dying. The doctor refused to operate on him, because his "chances of surviving are virtually nothing". My cousin is alive because of ONE good doctor (Bless him). He remembers hearing their conversation. The good doctor said he wanted to give it a shot and operate, because he was going to di e anyway, and with the operation at least had a chance even if it was tiny. The first doctor's response? "Why would you do that? You know he's going to die and that will mess up your score."
That scum was more worried about some stupid score of how many patients he operated on surviving surgery than
actually saving someone's life. When I heard that I wanted to punch his stupid face.
Sorry for the novel/rant. I just really, really don't trust doctors. I go to a chinese doctor for 99% of things now, and have been very happy with my treatment so far..