My therapist instructed me to write a letter to my doctor who misdiagnosed me.

Dear Doctor,

Remember me? How can you forget? I came into your office 56 times in a year. That’s more than once a week. Bloody noses. You accused me of doing cocaine. I was getting swollen lymph nodes. You assumed that because I was a teenager that it was an ingrown hair. My mom took me to the doctor’s office so much you thought I was just being a teenager and wanting attention because my parents just got divorced. All these times I was sick and asking you to help me. No one believed me ,not even you. I trusted you. I was a good kid. I know doctors are trained to think of zebras not horses but a child is not supposed to be sick that much. I just wanted to feel better. Even that last day, I just asked for medicine so I can go back to life. The moment the stretcher came into the office and I was instructed to get on was scary. If you took the time to look at me then it might not have gotten this bad. I was told that you said,” I can only have 3 cancer patients in my career and Brittany is number 4.” Like WTF, you probably knew it was cancer and didn’t want to diagnose it because it would mess up your statistics. You passed me off to so many doctors. I was referred to you from the family that my mom worked for. I believed I was going to get good care because you were a doctor for “rich” people. Was I passed around because I was not white or “rich” like your other families?

I haven’t been on here much but my therapist wants me to write a letter to my pediatrician who diagnosed me too late. Has anyone wrote a letter to their doctor?

I’ve been off for so long that i forgot my log- in info

Well, I went to the doctor I said, "I'm feeling kind of rough" He said, "I'll break it to you, son" "Let me break it to you, son" Your shit's fucked up." I said, "my shit's fucked up?" Well, I don't see how-" He said, "The shit that used to work- It won't work now."

I really needed a good laugh. Thanks @impracticaljokersofficial https://www.instagram.com/p/BySNOsOg13b/?igshid=wqwm2itlwckz

#foodie until I die. I may have #chronicpancreatitis but I love food even though it hates me. I got so excited to notice that mochi is a #fatfreefood https://www.instagram.com/p/ByQQjOjgAxB/?igshid=1qlkfh0rgpvah

I met all of my food goals without a protein shake.

Yay me!

My back hurts now though 😢

“Arent you too young to be sick?”

Hi yes my illness doesnt discriminate based on age and neither should you.

Pain wears you down. It doesn’t matter if you have the best attitude in the world or the worst, it’ll still wear you down. And that’s okay to acknowledge to try to keep moving forward.

When I'm grumpy and in pain and every little thing annoys me...

Please don’t expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand.

Thank God #prednisone is over #moonface https://www.instagram.com/p/BxqKdUilQ1r/?igshid=1sfmfplhyg0tm

Had an interesting convo with my pulmonologists

One was kinda begging me to try MMJ and the other one came in and said “if you get married or meet a man and have a kid, then there’s a 25% chance they will have CF.”

I’m winning at this prednisone thing.

Pickles and chips for breakfast. I’m gonna gain 6 lbs by tomorrow.

I woke up at 2am in pain.

Prednisone and Pancreatitis don’t mix. I’m glad Friday is my last day.

My therapist wants me to write my story like in detail and I have been procrastinating. I finally decided to write it while on Ambien last night.

I am proofreading it and when I got to the last part, I just started crying. I haven’t really cried about that. I am writing the very beginning, the days coming up to my diagnosis.

So many memories are coming out.

The human body’s made up of good and bad bacteria But the antibiotics and the antibacterials are killing all the good ones And the bad ones just get stronger and become super infections It’s harder to destroy them and it’s harder to detect them And there’s something in her blood, and there’s something in her leg, And there’s something in her brain