By Jill Alexandra in The Mighty.
“It just keeps getting worse,” I said to my psychiatrist. I was referring to the debilitating fatigue I had been experiencing for years, but had gotten much much worse over the last year or so. I was on the verge of tears. I was scared. I didn’t know what to do. He had tried so many medications – both of us, or certainly me and him at my prompting, believed it must be my depression causing it. But this time his reaction was different. He told me I needed to see a doctor. I didn’t have a GP, so it was in some ways extremely logical. Though my psychiatrist had done labs looking for anything that might be obvious like anemia or thyroid problems, those all came back negative. I was “fine” as far as we could tell. But both he, and especially my therapist, believed there was more going on.
When I had to miss work one night because I was literally too tired to move, I finally made an appointment with a GP my psychiatrist recommended. I was nervous, because I truly believed it was all in my head. But when I told my therapist that, he finally said what I had been secretly hoping someone would say: “It is clear… something is wrong! And we will keep looking until you find it and fix it.” Yeah, sure, “something” is wrong. But is a physician going to think it’s anything more than a mental/willpower problem? I was about to find out.
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