i cant hold on anither day. the torment i face daily is unbearable and i cant afford to get the healing i need. constant ringing in my ear, constant horrific sore throat, racing thoughts, severe insimnia, severe adrenelone rushes, hot then cold, all alone with this bs for years, i just cant do it. im worn out. beat down. the old system of praticitioners has used me as their medical guinea pig for 26+, all my youth stolen from me, not allowing me to live but instead caging me like animal, taking from me, kicking me. they dont want me to die cause thats no fun. i should sue mal”practice” against all the physical, i mean physcians practicing on us guniea pigs cause arent we all on some kind of pill? oh! howdare i speak the truth? im sick of suffering when i know i can be healped yet year after year i am left alone, ignored, due to lack of funds to see a specialist doctor. ill be bald, grey and nothing left of me by the time anyone notices. i already am. its too late for me. wrong. ive seen the wrong in this the whole time and i think you do too. i feel like im being driven and whipped as fast as my mind can go but my body is in severe pain, thyroid, adrenals, hormones, nutrients, help me. SOS…
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If and when they find a cure for what they’re looking for. You’ll be the reason that cure was made.
Thanks walking231
Just wow !! Do I ever feel for you !! Mostly because I went through pretty much the same scenario. By the time I fired my doctor 3 to 4 years ago…I had given up hope. During the worst of it I seemed to live in medical facilities of one sort or another…running from test to test, specialist to specialist.
They said it was impossible to properly diagnose me as I had a whole constellation of symptoms…some of which didn’t fit with any of their actual diagnosis. By December 2000…I had been diagnosed with 8 different auto-immune disorders or diseases ranging from Lupus to Hashimoto’s. After the last diagnosis…none of which was accurate…my GP prescribed marijuana and told me to seek my own answers as medical science WOULD not help me. Please note she didn’t say COULDN’T help me…but wouldn’t. At that point I had been given less than 6 months to live by 2 different specialists. OUCH!! Although I am no Spring chicken…I had a 4 year old to finish raising at the time…so I dug in my heels and started my own investigation.
I have the same hot and cold flashes occurring daily and nightly for the last 3 or 4 years…which they suggested was menopausal in nature…only one problem…I am post-menopausal.
I could tell you what my final diagnoses were…but you probably wouldn’t believe me anyway. If you would like to know…you will have to ask.
Bottom line…I am now in the best shape I have been in over two decades…and for the most part I am thoroughly enjoying my life. I want to re-read your post before I comment further…but I just dried my leaky eyes. Too close for comfort eh? In the end…I died on Jan.7/01. And that is a whole new story…and part of the reason I am still here today. I wish I could just transfer my knowledge directly to your brain…the whole topic is upsetting and exhausting even now. But I will try to help you if I am able and you are receptive.
Please advise. Love and Light.
Hi Amakua. I am so sorry that I jusy now read your reply, two years later. I have really given up on the human race qnd didnt think anyone would reply. I doubt you will ever even read this but if you do,
I woild love to hear what you did to feel better. I cant smoke weed, never could, makes me cold and oaranoid and my whole body shakes in fear. Me and pot ars not friends.
I wojld love to hear what your final diagnosis were? Heat intolerance is usally thyroid and adrenals(aldosterone, ie sod and pot balance control it, via sweating, peeing, pooping), i get that mistky when i gake any kind of pain killer like tylenol or alleve, then i sweat.
I am able and rececptive, all i can do is oray you somehow read that i finally replied.
I dont come here often as i find it brings me bery down and i still ahve to live in the real world, but wheni know and rmemeber that there is no other hope, that to die is the onky relief in world that wojld rather see people scared, alone and suffering, then i come here. I look for the way, a real way. Not all these bs stories. Those make me disgusted but i wint get into it.
Thanks!
I’m not on pills. It only made symptoms 9 million times worse. But now I am forever only a guniea pig. Oh well I didn’t expect anything out of my life other than to commit suicide as young as possible.