Your story sounds like a mirror image of mine. I have been sick for 3 years next month. Same
thing, in and out of ER's, labeled me as in my head. Mine comes and goes hour by hour. Joints, nausea, stomach pain, bloating, constant right sided pain, legs, vision, hearing, sweating, constipation all the time, detached retina. To be honest, my Guts hurt all the time. I have had 3 Colonoscopies, three Endoscopies, heart tests, every Gastric study ever recorded. Swallowed the Camera pill, not once, but twice. Every orifice I own has had something in it or coming out of it. Sleeping is over, about 2 hours a night, then I am up walking the floor
in pain. Even my family thinks it is in my head, it is not! Was always active, positive, never
depressed in my Life. Pain in my forehead is dominant daily. I refuse to take mind pills, so I deal with it. I cry a good bit now from the pain and dying body parts. NO ONE WANTS OR EVEN TRIES TO HELP ME, BECAUSE EVERTHING ON ME HURTS! I found one Surgeon who promised to not abandon me.
My discs are herniating and Thoracic pain is awful. He sent me to a Pain Management M. D., she listened and looked at me and said,"put a Lidocaine patch on it and see me in 2 months." They don't make enough Lidocaine patches to patch me. This is what I run into daily. Dying is not my fear, living like this is! I had two shots, then got Covid,
the Flu and Shingles within two months. I hope Fauci meets his maker, but not before he
contracts this crap. I am sick and fight this daily. My husband is sick of my constant moaning and groaning. Guess what, so am I. I have no hope anymore. I have been to 3 Teaching Hospital Doctors, who would not listen, 4 Gastro's, ENT who ruined my eardrum, 3 Primary
Care Physicians, Endocrinologist, Neurologists, Holistic Physician, Orthopedics, Cardiologists, Surgeons, Urologists. Saw a Psychiatrist and he did an evaluation on me, quoting I had a physical medical condition, but not mental/ asked why I was seeing him. I have spent
so much money trying to get well. I believed my Internist labeled me and it followed me
from one Doctor to the other, none would touch me, just passed me off to the next one.
Easy tactic to not have to deal with something they know nothing about. Good Luck and
pray someone will help us before it is too late! Oh, I also itch and stay tired all the time. Not a fun and happy life. I too, wish some of these Doctors will endure what I have for the last
three years. Maybe then, one would listen. Keep praying, maybe they will!