In the winter of 1994, I began having severe, stabbing pain; just under my ribs, to the right of my stomach. Gall Bladder, right? Not according to the x-rays, ultrasounds, CAT scans and MRI's. So, my drs, in their infinite wisdom decided that it was depression manifesting itself as pain. They sent me to a psychologist. I am by nature very ebullient, but I was also depressed because I was in pain all the time (by now it was summer of '95, and I was pregnant with my first child). Roughly 6 months after my son was born, I was rear ended. That was like the final straw. I went into the hospital, diagnosed bipolar, and was prescribed my first psychotropic drugs. I took many different kinds over the years in different combinations. However, I remained an ebullient, depressed person. Fast-forward to February 2000. We had moved, so I found a new dr. She worked for the county health dept, and all I'll say is if I had listened to her I could have died. The first time I sat down with her, she asked what meds I took, how ling I had been taking them, and if I they worked. I said that I still felt the same as when I started taking them. I told her I still had severe pain over my Gall Bladder, and still felt depressed. She changed my meds and that was the end of my appointment. I was on this new drug for about 2 weeks, and had company from out of town, when I began having odd symptoms. When my urine turned the color of strong tea, I called the pharmacist. He told me to call my dr. I call the dr. and tell her that I've been having heartburn that would not go away. It was unrelenting. And also the brown urine and had begun to run a fever. But, I'm crazy! Right?!!??!? (Not to mention, the symptoms I was reporting, are quite rare; and also happened to be a coincidence.) So my dr. tells me not to worry, and to continue taking my medications. The next morning I began throwing up, so my husband took me to an urgent care clinic. They tested my urine, took x-rays and called ahead to the ER to alert them that I was coming. I had bilirubin in my urine, which indicated a liver problem. Further testing revealed that I also had acute pancreatitis. I was hospitalized for a week, with nothing by mouth. The drs again looked for stones (With a scope) , and finding none, determined the new med to be at fault. I was told to wait a week and then go back on my old medication. I did and on the 3rd day I was readmitted with pancreatitis and was in for another week. When I got out, the 2nd week in March of 2000, I was told to stop all meds and was placed on a liquid diet. After another 1 1/2 months, still in severe pain, I was sent to a gastroenterologist. In this drs educated opinion, it was "simply muscular pain", but he ordered "the HIDA scan anyway". A HIDA scan is a nuclear test. I was told that the test had 2 parts. The first part would light up my gallbladder, taking about 45 minutes. The second part tested my Gall Bladder function, may be a bit uncomfortable but only took about 15- 20 minutes. I was told to block 1 1/2 hours for the test. After we were 2 hours!!! into test 1, I was asked by the technician, jokingly, if I was sure I still had a Gall Bladder. I told him that I believed I still had on, but that it could have been taken in one of those alien abductions. After 4 HOURS!!!! my Gall Bladder finally lit up. I asked if we would be doing the 2nd test. I was told it wa not needed. The fact that it took 4 hours for my Gall Bladder to show up meant that it did not worki properly. You see, my Gall Bladder spasmed, which caused my years of pain and depression. I AM NOT bi-polar, and never went back on those hard meds. The worst part of this is that I have very little memory of when my son was young. I blame the drs. A simple test , ONE, LOUSY STINKING TEST! and I would not have been robbed of my son's first years of life. One test, that's all it took. Because of their neglegence, I was misdiagnosed and given strong psychtropic meds, that I did not need. Take heed, and remember that drs dont know everything. You should not put your faith blindly in them.
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