I went to a new back doctor today – this one is an Osteopath. This was on recommendation of my current pain doc, and while I’m all for trying something new, I still feel like this is a rather long term pattern that I can’t really seem to escape from.
Essentially I go to Specialist X – Specialist X says they’ve seen people “just like me” and they’re sure they can fix my problems. And I spend a shitton of money and time on procedures that may or may not be covered by insurance. Sometimes I get some relief for a bit. Sometimes it’s just an exercise in futility.
Sometimes things improve immensely, but then my Jenga spine decides to topple somewhere else…leading to yet another round of treatments that’s often more akin to grabbing at straws. “Well, let’s give you a shot of THIS and see if does anything.”
Believe it or not, I did have higher aspirations than to become a human pincushion.
Repeat at will, until Specialist X clearly begins to realize I’m not getting better, at which point they 1) give up 2) refer me to Specialist Y. Specialist Y will tell me all of the reasons why Specialist X got it wrong and delve into all the ways and means *they* have to fix me.
It’s tiring in the extreme, but I still can’t help but hope that maybe *this* time, the magic button will be pushed and things will finally stop hurting. And yeah, I tend to hold back with a fair amount of skepticism at this point but still. Hope.