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yukieE-doctors and armchair doctors are the most obnoxious fuckers in the world.
It is none of your business, idiot children, what I do or do not eat.
It is none of your business, idiot children, whether or not I am getting inoculated for something, or why I am getting inoculated for something1.
It is none of your business, idiot children, what medications I take.
It is not for you to say, idiot children, whether or not my health problems are 'real'.
It is not for you to say, idiot children, whether or not I should be on THIS drug and not THAT one2.
It is not for you to say, idiot children, whether or not my condition exists because you've never heard of it, or whether it is more serious than I think because you know ever so much more about the condition than someone who LIVES with it because you read a fucking paragraph somewhere one time.
It's bad enough when they're salarymen or office ladies dropping pearls of 'wisdom' from on high but it's worse if they've taken a few courses or are actually studying medicine in some way shape or form3. Look, maybe you're not far enough along in your studies to know this yet, but diagnosing someone online or offline based on one or two conversations DOESN'T WORK. This goes for psych as well as physical medicine.
Don't try to tell me I have BLARH BLEEH BLOOH BLURH BLERH OBVIOUSLY instead of my actual diagnoses, stupid baby. The doctors I've seen have been practicing a long time. They are smarter than you. By a lot. They are smarter than you will EVER be if you don't lose your fucking 'tude. And they have actually MET me, and KNOW me. They're not some bippity little thingiees what think they're the hot shit. These people have my records, and have worked with me for years.
They're not little armchair fucks.
To the ones who think they're going to cut the mustard in the world of healthcare with that bippy-knows-best attitude, I say: good fucking luck, babycakes. That kind of uppity bullshit doesn't fly at the hospital I attend, and it's starting to fly less and less as time passes.
Oh, how I fucking wish that some of you were med students who did their resident routine at my hospital. I would laugh the laugh of sweet sweet schadenfreude as my docs dressed you down for being a snotty little prat.
You don't know more about my body than me. You never will. All your learninz mean dickity-shit, idiot children, and I'll keep on hammering you over the heads with that fact until you run away sobbing like the bratty titspiders that you are or catch a fucking clue.
This rant brought to you by the fifth person in three days to up and start finger-waggling at me about my health, out of the fucking blue.
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1Don't fucking get me started on the anti-vaccination histrionics I've seen. Just don't. I'll leave you with this: none of those idiots know how autism works, and they just get stupider from there.
2Usually this is people demanding (no really) that I go off my NDRI and start taking St. John's Wort or something because herbal stuff is totally safer and omg big pharma omg hurf hurf harf. Yeah, I -tried- that way back at the beginning of my career but it made me feel like shit so I stopped. And shut up about my Adderall, too, you dicks; ADD is not a 'fake' dianosis HARF HURF BIG PHARMA. I'm in CANADA, shitfuck. You know, the place where I can get the medicine I need to SURVIVE without going broke? Your lectures about kickbacks apply in the USA, sure; they don't apply in equal measure here AT ALL.
3'A little learning is a dangerous thing' has a lot of truth to it, I'm still neurotic because my dad, when he started taking psych courses to get his teaching certificate, suddenly decided one day that I was fucked up and likely to become a criminal or something. He proceeded to browbeat me for being a weirdo, for ages. So now I have a huge twitch and generally despise my own face for being fucked up and 'wrong'. Way to go, Kenobe. Yes, I'm bitter. Bite me.
It is none of your business, idiot children, what I do or do not eat.
It is none of your business, idiot children, whether or not I am getting inoculated for something, or why I am getting inoculated for something1.
It is none of your business, idiot children, what medications I take.
It is not for you to say, idiot children, whether or not my health problems are 'real'.
It is not for you to say, idiot children, whether or not I should be on THIS drug and not THAT one2.
It is not for you to say, idiot children, whether or not my condition exists because you've never heard of it, or whether it is more serious than I think because you know ever so much more about the condition than someone who LIVES with it because you read a fucking paragraph somewhere one time.
It's bad enough when they're salarymen or office ladies dropping pearls of 'wisdom' from on high but it's worse if they've taken a few courses or are actually studying medicine in some way shape or form3. Look, maybe you're not far enough along in your studies to know this yet, but diagnosing someone online or offline based on one or two conversations DOESN'T WORK. This goes for psych as well as physical medicine.
Don't try to tell me I have BLARH BLEEH BLOOH BLURH BLERH OBVIOUSLY instead of my actual diagnoses, stupid baby. The doctors I've seen have been practicing a long time. They are smarter than you. By a lot. They are smarter than you will EVER be if you don't lose your fucking 'tude. And they have actually MET me, and KNOW me. They're not some bippity little thingiees what think they're the hot shit. These people have my records, and have worked with me for years.
They're not little armchair fucks.
To the ones who think they're going to cut the mustard in the world of healthcare with that bippy-knows-best attitude, I say: good fucking luck, babycakes. That kind of uppity bullshit doesn't fly at the hospital I attend, and it's starting to fly less and less as time passes.
Oh, how I fucking wish that some of you were med students who did their resident routine at my hospital. I would laugh the laugh of sweet sweet schadenfreude as my docs dressed you down for being a snotty little prat.
You don't know more about my body than me. You never will. All your learninz mean dickity-shit, idiot children, and I'll keep on hammering you over the heads with that fact until you run away sobbing like the bratty titspiders that you are or catch a fucking clue.
This rant brought to you by the fifth person in three days to up and start finger-waggling at me about my health, out of the fucking blue.
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1Don't fucking get me started on the anti-vaccination histrionics I've seen. Just don't. I'll leave you with this: none of those idiots know how autism works, and they just get stupider from there.
2Usually this is people demanding (no really) that I go off my NDRI and start taking St. John's Wort or something because herbal stuff is totally safer and omg big pharma omg hurf hurf harf. Yeah, I -tried- that way back at the beginning of my career but it made me feel like shit so I stopped. And shut up about my Adderall, too, you dicks; ADD is not a 'fake' dianosis HARF HURF BIG PHARMA. I'm in CANADA, shitfuck. You know, the place where I can get the medicine I need to SURVIVE without going broke? Your lectures about kickbacks apply in the USA, sure; they don't apply in equal measure here AT ALL.
3'A little learning is a dangerous thing' has a lot of truth to it, I'm still neurotic because my dad, when he started taking psych courses to get his teaching certificate, suddenly decided one day that I was fucked up and likely to become a criminal or something. He proceeded to browbeat me for being a weirdo, for ages. So now I have a huge twitch and generally despise my own face for being fucked up and 'wrong'. Way to go, Kenobe. Yes, I'm bitter. Bite me.
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Date: 2009-12-18 07:50 am (UTC)Various people are offering hugs to you and beatings to the douchenozzles.
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Date: 2009-12-21 01:58 pm (UTC)Depression, anxiety, and/or ADD != mental incompetency.
Physical disability != no brains to speak of.
And like - GOD, The 'oh they're just LAYPEOPLE teehee heehee teehee' attitude need to die twitching in the open road because it's BULLSHIT. Some of us do our homework. It's not 'self-diagnosis' if you're working form your own medical history.
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Date: 2009-12-21 04:57 am (UTC)I mean, I know that herbal medications work for some people. But really, I go to my doctor when my asthma flares and I'd never stop something he TELLS me to take, because he is the DOCTOR!
I'm sorry that people have been flinging armchairs at you.
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Date: 2009-12-21 01:40 pm (UTC)And I'm going, no, really, I used to be miserable and twitchy and now I'm not, and if it's the placebo effect it did a remarkable job breaking through my 18-year-old self's ABSOLUTE KNOWLEDGE that I was too fucked up for anything to possibly help me.
9_9
St. John's Wort works for some people and to them I say your plant rocks on. But it didn't work for me. And I can't 'cold turkey' a dang prescription antidepressant, I'll get withdrawal symptoms, and no, that doesn't mean I'm OMGZ AN ADDICT or that OMGZ TEH DRUGZ SO DANGEROUS. People get withdrawal symptoms after too little coffee.
Blah. I think I'm a usual armchair target because I'm open abut my health. I appreciate that people want to help; I don't appreciate little up-starts who don't even know me treating me like an infant.
Bleh!
*hugs*