When I woke up from my gall bladder operation my back hurt far worse than the expected pain of surgical cuts and a small missing organ. The surgeon was baffled. By the next day the pain traveled to the front (from the waist to where the bottom of a bra hits the lower ribs.) Four months of agonizing pain while I convinced doctors I wasn't just recovering from the operation. (Looking back, they should have caught on quicker, since the actual pain from the operation was a mere twinge a week later.) They tested me, thinking it was a digestive issue. Have you ever drank an barium milkshake before an upper GI. Mint flavored awful isn't any better than unflavored awful. Having the same stuff shoved up your wazoo for a lower GI is a little worse. I react badly to the dye contrast used in a CT scan. Add to that, the nurse and then the doctor had trouble putting the contrast in that vein in my arm. I was stabbed 17 times. (I counted.) My arm was bruised from halfway up the upper arm to close to the wrist. You know that tube with the camera they use for a colonoscopy? Well, I got that one. And then 6 other times I got the same thing shoved down my throat. After several months of this, I got tired of wating so long for the test and then waiting even longer for the doctor to tell me the test was negative, that I begged him to do it all in one day. They did. They put me in the hospital the night before, and shoved a wire a camera at the end through my nose, down my throat, through the stomach out into the beginning of the intestine and up the common duct to where my ex-gall bladder used to be. And then they taped it to my nose and told me to live like that for a day. Got to say, if I wiggled my nose I sneezed. Try not wiggling your nose, even when you sleep. I think back with all I endured to get better and realized most knew all along what went wrong with my gall bladder (they twisted my back pulling me off the table and pinched a nerve. No one could figure out the problem until 15 years later. The statue of limitation for malpractice is 3 years, but they could have done something to unpinch it early. Same doctor who told me she had no idea of the cause at the very beginning forgot who I was the next time I went to her 15 years later, yet when I described my pain, she instantly figured out what the 19 out of the 20 tests I took wouldn't tell me.)
Got to say. I have absolutely no idea what tests they run to see if someone has a mental disability, but if praying over them before testing them was done, I bet a good 10% of them would never need to find out either. And they wouldn't be stuck on medication that causes other behavioral and physical problems too. I did try prayer first. Not only easier, but quicker, if it worked. Better yet, I can have my life back if it works.
