Angry
So what about that aneurism?. Well it all started over a year ago. I noticed that my neck was sore and I could feel a bump that pulsed. I go to my family doctor and tell him I think it is my Carotid artery. He feels it too. He sends me for an ultra sound. The Radiologist says that nothing is wrong. So I am told that nothing is wrong, the pain goes away but not the bump, life goes on. Months later it starts to hurt again. The bump is still there, pulsing away. My throat does not look right to me. Since I have been told that there is nothing wrong with my Carotids, I now fear that I might have throat cancer which runs in my mothers family. Again I go to my family doctor, who sends to to two different specialists. I tell them how I feel and that I can feel a bump that I think is my Carotid artery pulsing. Ultrasounds and Ct scans are done. I am told that I dont have cancer, there is nothing wrong with my Carotids, and that what I feel must be swollen salivary glands. Again the pain eventually goes away and life goes on. Then I have the procedure to fix my swallowing.
The reason my thoat did not look right to me was because the aneurism was the size of a ping pong ball and was pushing things out of it's way. Now how did all the doctors I saw mis it. Who knows? Needless to say I am smoking mad about the whole thing. If someone had taken me serious about what I felt, the strokes would not have needed to happen. If someone at the hospital would have listened, all I went though and still am might have been less.
I would have been better off to stroke at the grocery store, a layperson could have figured out I was having a stroke. Instead I get a bunch of "professionals" that know to much to listen to me.
I know I have to try and get over the anger. But it is tough. Almost every minute of every day I am reminded of them. When my shoulder hurts so bad I can hardly stand it, I think of them. When I cant fall asleep at night because my leg is hurting and tingling so bad, I think of them. When my neck cramps so bad I get a withering headache, I think of them. When my part of me is burning, and part is freezing, I think of them. When I shower and cant feel the water on my my neck, I think of them. I hurt and I blame them. It's hard to get over being angry.
This is why my wife put me on to this site. So that I can chat with others who can relate to what I'm going though. It's nice to write this out, even if nobody reads it.
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