Well I finally saw my new PCP today. She seemed on top of it more so than my other doctor and immediately sent the referral for a GI specialist being that I was just in the ER again for 2 days for another impaction. When I explained to her what was going on she told me that she wasn't going to prescribe narcotics for just fibromyalgia. I reminded her I didn't just have that and I'm working on finding a diagnosis, and even the rheumatologist said I needed a pain clinic. My PCP said she couldn't fax a referral to a pain clinic because there are non in San Diego that take Medi-Cal!
I feel very frustrated and feel like my age is a barrier to being heard and listened.to. My probono chiroprator who's also a family doctor agrees that b ecause I'm so young doctors won't want to order tests on me until I'm order and the disease, whatever it is, has progressed more, i.e. more resistant to treatment.
I remember in nursing school to listen to your body, because only you know when there is something wrong with it. I trully believe, and know there is something going on with me. It's impossible for me to have this many symtpoms, be this fatigued, and in so much pain otherwise. Why else would a 23 year old girl continue to be hospitalized simply because her intestines stop working?
The Dr. also requested to see my back xrays before she believed there was something wrong with them and I in fact suffered from a back problem. So I have to wait another month to get a referral to an orthepedist. Good news is I scheduled an appointment with a pain specialist, $350, but it's not until Jan 25th. I just want someone to believe me. I have deep bone and joint pain, chronic severe constipation, extreme fatiigue to the point where my life is dramatically affected and I feel everyone is telling me there is nothing seriously wrong. I have extreme back pain but myu chiropractor continues, which I think I should stop seeing, even though he's been so nice.
I'm more scared than anything. I wanted to stay off the narcotics, but yesterday the pain got so bad I couldn't take it and took the pills offered to me at the ER. Now I fear I won't be able to stop. But my PCP only gave me 10 doses to last a month despite me telling her my old PCP gave me 2 doses a day. I feel like my life is collapsing in on me, and just as I was beginning to relax from the search for a diagnosis, I see the importance of it, for I, as a young 23 year old girl, will never be believed until I have one.