I was sent to see a third-party doctor for some certificate I needed (just got it). First time she met me. The thing with my symptoms is sometimes when im meeting new people they don't show during, but show up worse afterwards. She asked about history and my work capacity, she had a summary from my own doctor, and during the appointment she asks how I manage etc, and at one point says "but I mean you're young, this shouldn't happen, you have your whole life ahead of you, etc. etc."
I was like your job is to sign the document lol what do you care. But I answered politely obviously.
And let me tell you the answer. The answer is you just adapt and live day-by-day. My mind this morning was focused on getting through these appointments, not what I was going to do once I got home, not what I was going to make for dinner, or what I was going to do this weekend. It was solely focused on planning and managing the morning back-and-forth.
It's an insensitive question obviously because that's the only answer there is to give. It shouldn't happen, but it did. I'm too young to get this, but I did. We're looking for a cause, but we're not finding any. It's weird coming from a doctor of all people because they are aware there are no miracle cures. Like what do you want me to say lol, you're right I shouldn't get this thanks I'm cured?
I think she was trying to suss out if I was faking, but she made me the certificate in the end and I'm now comfortably back home resting.
I am so thankful to the doctor I went to see when I got my PE that he took it seriously from the getgo and ordered a CT scan. The blood test showed elevated D-dimer and even he explained that it could mean clotting but not necessarily, and that I was too young to get a PE (edit: he said something like this is usually something older people get), but he still ordered the CT scan just in case. How many people die every year because doctors don't want to investigate? Dealing with them you really start to understand they're not special people, most of them are bureaucrats who are scared of being investigated.
After all my experiences, there is no profession I have less respect for than the medical profession. They didn't warn me that my cancer treatment could cause a stroke. They knew, but did not tell me so I could make an informed decision. I had two choices and I might have picked the other choice if I'd known. Then when I did have a stroke, I was left sitting in the hospital all day waiting for treatment, literally in the middle of a stroke, my period started during this and I repeatedly begged for painkillers and a pad, and was told someone would bring them but they never did. So I sat there all day, having a stroke, drenched in my own blood, with a period pain. This is just the tip of the iceberg of all the crap I've had to deal with from the medical "profession".