I used to dread going to doctor's appointments
Procrastinating until I could wait no longer. Not wanting to admit my personal short-comings Thinking handling them on my own would make me stronger. But a few years ago things drastically changed I could no longer face my ailing illness. Forced to reach out for medical help, My apprehension and debilitating symptoms left to hang in the stillness. From the hospital experience I quickly learned That receiving support and care was completely okay. SOME doctors truly have a heart and compassion, With Concern and Empathy clearly portrayed. The positive connections Helped me return to my feet. Trusting in my doctors Made my illness-related anguish appear obsolete. Then my illness took a turn for the worse, Medicines and treatments, no longer effective. Everything I try failing at creating any noticeable improvements, In fact my whole digestive system seems to have become defective. I attempt to keep trusting in my health team But must admit I'm discouraged or anxious with some. It's hard being dismissed, ignored, or left with no options Accepting that no relief or answers may come. I have an upcoming appointment again this week, I honestly don't know anymore, what to expect. Will I be heard? Will new treatments arise? Until then, my worries & symptoms I must redirect.
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