How do you continue to tell someone something is not wrong with them when their joints are three times a size they should be when they have to quit work. I was an administrator for Home Health company and Nurse very productive person in the world. They watched me deteriorate and would not even give me an antibiotic once I said you’ve been misdiagnosing me. They never touched me again, but ran me through the wringer for a year. . They never touched me again, but ran me through the wringer for a year over 50 doctor visits and constantly telling me nothing’s wrong. The second I went to a functional medicine doctor. I was diagnosed immediately with anaplasmosis and babesiosis, but had very late treatment.