Anyhow, regardless of what your remaining medical records say, or the opinions of a neurologist with the bedside manner of a DMV clerk, you know your diagnosis, where you’ve been, and the profound healing you’ve experienced. No one can take that away from you. Besides, in a pinch, we can all vouch for you, too. 🙂
Also, a last note: Some congratulations are in order! I can only imagine how hard you’ve worked to heal and continue to stay healthy. The fact that a medical professional now can’t say for certain that you still have MS is nothing short of a (slow-motion) miracle. In the midst of the frustration, this hard-earned victory deserves a moment of celebration. You truly are an inspiration!
PS – I will be at the top of the pre-order list for your book 😉
]]>I read this post days ago, but I’ve waited to comment because it is so rich and so heartfelt that I wanted to process and not speak hastily (I realize now that this is an appropriate reaction in the context of “slow processing” that you describe!).
First, I am so sorry for the many ways in which this encounter felt disappointing and frustrating. I think that your response to it has been remarkable: thoughtful, courageous, and critical without being dismissive or lacking in empathy to the doctors you saw at OSHU.
When I was working in hospitals a few years ago, I saw both sides of this issue of doctors relying so much on records and on procedure. On the one hand, in the absolutely chaotic healthcare environment, some sort of systematic approach is vital, and doctors use diagnostic methodology to be sure they’re not using speculation as a guide — which, I understand, is a huge part of their effort to respect the scientific method and not allow bias or personal experience to cloud judgment.
On the other hand, being treated as a medical record, or having one’s very real and life-impacting symptoms reduced to a series of questionnaire inquiries or measures on a diagnostic scale can seem in the moment like an evisceration of one’s experience and even selfhood, as (for better or for worse) our experience of illness becomes a part of who we are. I so badly want there to be a way for doctors to continue working within a systematic framework without treating patients as numbers, or losing their capacity for instinct and judgment (both of which are vital diagnostic tools)–much less their ability to respect and listen to what patients have to say.
I agree fully that your story belongs to you, and it is ultimately the only story that matters, regardless of what a chart might say. I hope you can continue to advocate for yourself within what is a very difficult system, our healthcare system. You are already doing an incredible job of that. And we, as readers, are lucky to bear witness to your story as it continues to evolve.
Sending much love and support (and hope Romeo is feeling better!),
Gena XOXO
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