Doctors are human. Brilliant people have blind spots. I'm sure the 4 doctors that missed an obvious physiological defect in me when I was a kid were incredibly smart. But they *didn't listen to me*. They didn't. Listen. I came uncomfortably close to dying that year. Thankfully doctor #5 listened and I didn't die of massive internal bleeding, which could've happened if someone jostled my body the wrong way. Like from rough-housing....y'know, that thing kids do.  Guess I was lucky to not have siblings!

I am very literally sad to say my experiences with PCPs since have not been much better. It is difficult to be in pain every day, 30 years without a diagnosis. I'm so tired.

I joke, but that joke represents very real pain to me. I've lost years of my life.