Doctors, I thought I'd add something else, but there's really no need.

Doctors, I thought about adding something else, but there's really no need.

I could write about the amazing doctors I met along the way, but it would be very brief and not reflective.

I'll save the doctors' findings for another post:

The one who ate an apple in front of me, yelled at her children on the phone, and said to me while spitting, "You're definitely a carrier, learn to deal with it, that's life.".

The one who looked at me with contempt a minute after the diagnosis and said, "Why are you crying? The Scud has already fallen. You're not a stable person.".

And this, with a world-renowned name, who insisted on a different form of treatment than the oncologist, even though she is a surgeon, left the room to talk to the oncologist about me, came back and lied that my doctor agreed with her.

And these are really just the ones that come to mind right now, for another detailed and painful post.

The day after the story is different...

No one has an opinion.

Nobody knows anything.

No one asks

I am the type of person with a multitude of medical conditions, and all the feedback I receive is, "Be thankful you're alive. Do you have any other complaints?"

Not a single family doctor asked me how I was doing.

Not a single gynecologist suggested how to treat menopausal symptoms.

No one told me that I would go through menopause at the age of 38, no one explained to me what that would mean in the short and long term.

I found myself searching for answers, ranging from doctors to disputes with health insurance companies to confirm the doctors.

It ranged from those who were sure what I should do (and knew nothing) to those who sent me back to make the decision on my own.

So, apart from the side effects, anxiety, and coping with my changed body, I also gained a new ability: transparency. I can walk through the world, seen but not seen, or rather, felt but not heard or sensed.

When will family doctors start learning to ask about their patients' well-being, and when will they learn to deal with more complex symptoms than the flu?

When will the system understand that nothing ends when the treatments end; it's only just beginning?

*Of course, this is my experience, and there are doctors who ask questions and know things, but my friends and I simply haven't met them.