Re: Does anybody know if I need to go to the doctor today?

It is so weird to me that, even though there are airplanes, and even though every parasite known to infect humans has been found right here all over the US of A, diagnosis is still made by the "where have you been" method. People in India with my symptoms are treated for leishmania. Here these symptoms are treated with Antibiotics , anti-depressants, and amphetamines [ADHD? Then how is it that I don't even MOVE if I don't take this medicine?] My exposure is not recent. However, if they had paid attention when it WAS recent, instead of saying I was "depressed" [progressive depression?] then maybe I wouldn't be in this position, sounding like a lunatic while my pee turns dark brown. They did say I was anemic. Gave me iron until I almost went toxic. Thanks. Oh yeah, and then started my ride on the psych treadmill as my life slowly slipped away.....
I have decided not to go to the doctor. I've been. I've been and I've been. I could walk into a doctor's office with a parasite like a snake wrapped around my face and they would give me xanax and tell me to go home. If you think I'm exaggerating then I think maybe YOU'RE a doctor.
When they took my child and put her in an abusive situation for three years because I would not back down [free speech? Not if you disagree with a doctor, babe.] they tried but were unable to find any evidence that I was a drug addict. Not. Psychotic. Not. [Unless disagreeing with doctors constitutes psychosis.] They tried to say I was a liar. Not. [Although they did actually find a way to make honesty and integrity sound subversive: "over-developed super-ego".] They wanted to say I was promiscuous. Not. And they could not find one single person who would say that I was anything but an excellent mother.
Yet, if I go to the doctor today and say parasite, it will start all over again.
Here is their photo:

http://www.biochemj.org/bj/356/0335/bj3560335f05.htm?resolution=STD

Here is my photo:



I'm a horrible photographer. No matter how many I see, I'm lucky if I ever make a good shot. Now I'm deleting and reloading codecs. I don't know why. I know I'm too tired to try anymore. And I know that no evidence, photographic or otherwise makes any difference to an American doctor. All they want to know is if I was swimming in the Amazon yesterday. I can't believe I'm going to die for such a stupid stupid reason. I can't believe that my life is wasted because of this weird contempt doctors have for their patients.
Note: many [some say most] leish. infections asymptomatic for years. In my case, the latest and most obscene oozing sore on my face has been very very agressively treated for four years now by brilliant dermatologists and plastic surgeons. It got worse. Much worse. The infectious disease talking heads told me they had good news: I didn't have AIDS. Absolutely insane. The L word never even occured to these guys. It's really ulcerating again now. At least they won't be trying to say I'm promiscuous anymore....
I have to lie down. My back hurts so bad.
My blog on curezone is "my alleged delusional parasite"
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