My thoughts, feelings, and opinions, as yes, though in continuous agonizing pain, underweight for six foot, I can think. And feel. And wonder why they treat this the way they do. I don't run and if I walk, not on a wheel.
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Saturday, September 1, 2012
Fuck off to the pain docs-YOU drove me nuts-not a fucking other way to put it
YOU'RE FIRED ANYHOW, SO LONG AS WE'RE "CLEAR..."
(c) 2011 MARCH--BEGINNING OF INTENSIVE RSD TREATMENT
(C) 2012 THE LAST DAY UNDER THE CARE OF A "PAIN" DOCTOR
ONE HUNDRED-TWO POUNDS LIGHTER-WEIGHT I CAN NO LONGER AFFORD.... BUT IT'S SATURDAY, AND IF YOU THINK NO DOC GIVES A SHIT DURING THE WEEK?
I
was, however, given a choice to forget about a small-minded,
small-brained doctor 3 states wasted time on, and wake for a sleepy
& long cuddle, as always, even my CATS KNEW I was in pain: so doctor
wish me well if it eases your conscience, at least my insurance's money
did not go to a total sociopath-just a man who feels NO empathy to
those he hasn't yet been able to help: and help them through
it.
Nope, you send them a letter to wish them well and find a new doctor
in 30 days. One, I had fired YOU and said so to my other physician-and I
know now what I thought about pain clinics is true: YOU ARE IN IT FOR
THE MONEY: I USED TO WALK SIX MONTHS AGO. Now I am bedridden suffering
hyperacuasis, inability to tolerate many forms and colors of light,
touch yes doc, an RSD patient who really can't tolerate being touched,
and you tell me "i don't know...." BS, you are booting me cuz I bode
badly for your statistics. I forgive your short-sightedness and patient
abuse-at the least=ot my spirit. And since your own records reflect
that I ONLY once asked for anything non-procedurall" Yeah. that
weekend's worth of muscle relaxers. I came looking for solutions, not
for pills, and even you admit it-so you had to take time and come up
with behavioral problems? I'd be worried about someonne who took being
able to walk to being bedridden mostly..in less than 6 months under your
care....and was throwing barbecues.
MY pledge: I have worked
with a different, "non pain doctors, as in a neurologist. I am working
with him. I am not volunteering for more abuse
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