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Justmehere
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The injury is to my leg - I should have had surgery to repair torn ligaments in the hip and knee some time ago but the doc didn't take my pain as real, and told me to excerises more - which just ground what was left of the carriage away on top of the torn ligaments still being torn. I can't jog, can't swim, and my doc agreed to the MRI because I said "it will prove if you are right and it's all in my head" - only to prove the opposite. And that it's now beyond repair apparently. All of it.
Good thinking about it being dark if I go to the other hospital. I didn't even think of that.
I texted my therapist this morning asking for a good hospital. She says they are all so so, and that she is so sorry for the bad news. I don't think she knows what to do either.
Maybe I should ask her for a phone call.
It's the feeling of being with my uncle, a doctor, and telling him my dad hurt me look and him ignoring the pain and bruises my teachers and neighbors all later verified they saw... and him telling me it's my fault. I should have been a better kid. Like my primary care doctor saying it's my fault, I should have been a better patient. It keeps haunting me. If I would have been better I wouldn't be hurting now...
Such garbage. And yet, partly not. If I had been a better patient they would have treated me and my condition better and probably done surgery before it was too late.
Now that I'm thinking about it, I couldn't deal with actors in the hospital. Fake combined with real.
Good thinking about it being dark if I go to the other hospital. I didn't even think of that.
I texted my therapist this morning asking for a good hospital. She says they are all so so, and that she is so sorry for the bad news. I don't think she knows what to do either.
Maybe I should ask her for a phone call.
It's the feeling of being with my uncle, a doctor, and telling him my dad hurt me look and him ignoring the pain and bruises my teachers and neighbors all later verified they saw... and him telling me it's my fault. I should have been a better kid. Like my primary care doctor saying it's my fault, I should have been a better patient. It keeps haunting me. If I would have been better I wouldn't be hurting now...
Such garbage. And yet, partly not. If I had been a better patient they would have treated me and my condition better and probably done surgery before it was too late.
Now that I'm thinking about it, I couldn't deal with actors in the hospital. Fake combined with real.
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