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Seven years ago I was misdiagnosed by a psychiatrist in NY with bipolar disorder. I was in a great deal of distress from post natal depression and swallowed the diagnosis hook, line and sinker despite never having had a manic or hypomanic episode. I dutifully told the next few shrinks I had the dx and allowed myself to be medicated up to my eyeballs.
I never told them that I had grown up in an alcoholic home and was subjected to physical and verbal abuse throughout my childhood and went on to suffer traumatic situations in adulthood, culminating in waking up paralyzed during surgery to remove a bone tumour thinking that they were amputating my leg and then suffering major abuse from the medical staff post surgically in which my hip was either partially or totally dislocated. For some reason it never occurred to me that these things mattered, and I figured that even if they did, that no one would believe me anyway.
I found out today that the psychiatrist that I am seeing, despite my telling him that I was misdiagnosed AND that I had woken up during surgery, is still under the impression that he is treating me for bipolar disorder. This is despite the fact that neither he nor the psychiatrist who I was seeing previously to him (who has since been struck off) has ever seen me in a manic or hypomanic state or anything even resembling one.
I had what was called a hypomanic episode AFTER my diagnosis and I attribute the fact that I did to the massive amounts of meds I was taking (two antidepressants, two mood stabilizers, an antipsychotic and benzodiazepines, all at very high doses). It is surprising to me that I managed any aspect of my life on that cocktail and I would call what happened to me drug induced.
This latest psychiatrist has accepted my self diagnosis of depression and anxiety under the umbrella of ptsd without argument in the past. It was only after putting him on the spot and saying that I was going to retrieve my medical records that forced him into saying that they would reflect a dx of bipolar disorder.
I am angry and if I'm being honest, devastated. I finally thought I was being treated properly by an honest shrink, but it seems that he has been stringing me along and "managing" me all this time after all. The only thing I can't complain about is that he hasn't overmedicated me, and the medication he prescribes actually does address my PTSD symptoms.
I will be reassessing my options and am considering striking out in search of yet a new shrink in the hopes that I will finally be properly diagnosed and treated for what I have, which I believe is PTSD. I am willing to undergo a brain scan if necessary, because I no longer want to live this lie.
Has anyone else been in this predicament, and if yes, what have you done about it?
I never told them that I had grown up in an alcoholic home and was subjected to physical and verbal abuse throughout my childhood and went on to suffer traumatic situations in adulthood, culminating in waking up paralyzed during surgery to remove a bone tumour thinking that they were amputating my leg and then suffering major abuse from the medical staff post surgically in which my hip was either partially or totally dislocated. For some reason it never occurred to me that these things mattered, and I figured that even if they did, that no one would believe me anyway.
I found out today that the psychiatrist that I am seeing, despite my telling him that I was misdiagnosed AND that I had woken up during surgery, is still under the impression that he is treating me for bipolar disorder. This is despite the fact that neither he nor the psychiatrist who I was seeing previously to him (who has since been struck off) has ever seen me in a manic or hypomanic state or anything even resembling one.
I had what was called a hypomanic episode AFTER my diagnosis and I attribute the fact that I did to the massive amounts of meds I was taking (two antidepressants, two mood stabilizers, an antipsychotic and benzodiazepines, all at very high doses). It is surprising to me that I managed any aspect of my life on that cocktail and I would call what happened to me drug induced.
This latest psychiatrist has accepted my self diagnosis of depression and anxiety under the umbrella of ptsd without argument in the past. It was only after putting him on the spot and saying that I was going to retrieve my medical records that forced him into saying that they would reflect a dx of bipolar disorder.
I am angry and if I'm being honest, devastated. I finally thought I was being treated properly by an honest shrink, but it seems that he has been stringing me along and "managing" me all this time after all. The only thing I can't complain about is that he hasn't overmedicated me, and the medication he prescribes actually does address my PTSD symptoms.
I will be reassessing my options and am considering striking out in search of yet a new shrink in the hopes that I will finally be properly diagnosed and treated for what I have, which I believe is PTSD. I am willing to undergo a brain scan if necessary, because I no longer want to live this lie.
Has anyone else been in this predicament, and if yes, what have you done about it?