I am done.

With Dr. P.

Here's why.

He called me about my EEG results...said that they were normal. SO, as a test, I asked him if a person can have a normal EEG and have a seizure. He said NO. THAT IS A LIE. I googled it, and it reads that a person with a normal EEG does not necessarily not have a seizure disorder. So what he said is a crock of crap. So I will be looking for a new doctor.

I can't live with this quality of life any more. I refuse. I won't do it. I have to figure out a way for me to advocate for myself. And figure out a new doctor. I'm so mad I could spit. And there's nothing funny about it. I'm done. If I have to continue living with this quality of life, I want to die. I want someone else to live in this body, because only then will they understand what I go through each and every day. I don't need this. I'm tired. Damn it, I'm SO tired. I don't usually swear, but I'm tired of being abused and ignored. I don't know what else to do, and I don't know how I'm going to find a different doctor, but I don't even know where to start. I'm frustrated. Beyond frustrated. I'm pissed off. I can't sugarcoat it, and I refuse to. I'm sorry, but I have no more words. Maybe when I can think coherently, I can get something more accomplished and articulated.