James when I read your words here it reminds me of something Fred Amir wrote that I quoted in GPD, "I was doing fairly well until I sought medical help." Well said Fred.
You did good by going in for your appointment, and you did better by realizing that they don't know what they're doing, forgive them. Dr. Sarno told me to go easy on them because they didn't know what they were doing. The large majority of those in the medical "industry" (it is not a community like people too often describe it) are good kind people who are trying their best. The better way of describing the industry as a whole is "lazy." They have fallen into a Dr. Knock state, trapped by the easy fix that the patient himself or herself desires. The pill, the surgery, the injection, and the fusing of spinal bones is a means of avoiding the cause of the suffering, and easy. It's also $$$. Everyone got lazy, both doctor and patient. The sad part is that the much easier way to freedom is by learning and understanding, or TMS. But the EPS has everyone confused in the Maya I referred to.
Suffering comes from not knowing, confusion, and conflict. But first...the person has to want to heal which very very few do. They say they do, but they do not, just like that say they believe in TMS 100%, but they do not. Self deception is one of three reasons I chose the word deception in GPD. See deeper and free yourself from yourself. All are welcome.
Don't forget to call Dr G. soon James, I was in a bold mood today,
SteveO
Agreed, SteveO. I remember when I initially began posting on this forum; multiple neurologists and several of the best medical institutions in the world, my family who saw the stress I had been under for quite some time, and fellow posters on here all agreed that the symptoms I was experiencing sounded like TMS (some of the doctors referred to it as an "overactive sympathetic nervous system caused by emotional trauma," which is
the definition of TMS). I said I believed in the diagnosis, but I still had some doubts, and I continually got worse until I hit rock bottom. How could stress cause these bizarre symptoms (allodynia, excessive sweating, twitching, dry mouth, dry eyes and blurry vision, Raynaud's, wrinkled fingertips, skin that was easily dented by light objects such as paper, heavy limbs, swelling in my hands when walking, mottled skin, worsened symptoms upon exposure to alcohol and chemicals, unraised dermatographia, etc.)? I believed I had given myself alcoholic neuropathy from
one particular weekend of binge drinking (simply impossible to occur so suddenly, and I had experienced a few of these symptoms to a lesser degree as a highly emotional child, well before I ever had a sip of alcohol). I proceeded to go from doctor to doctor, although every single test indicated nothing but healthy and undamaged nerve fibers.
I would Google my symptoms for endless hours, until one day I came across an article about wrinkled fingertips and how they're caused by the sympathetic nervous system; this phenomenon can be the result of/worsen during periods of extreme emotional stress. I started researching how the sympathetic nervous system can be behind plenty of bizarre symptoms. And then it hit me: whoa, all the symptoms I've been experiencing really
are sympathetically-mediated! Everyone was right! This is what my doctors meant they said my symptoms didn't even match up with true neuropathy (
example = hands and feet afflicted with true small fiber neuropathy will stop sweating, as small autonomic nerve fibers responsible for sweat output are damaged; my hands and feet were sweating excessively and more than ever before. I couldn't even type on the computer without my wet fingers sticking to the keys).
The fact that I ever thought a weekend of binge drinking gave me alcoholic neuropathy is beyond me. I went from believing without a doubt that I had alcoholic neuropathy to laughing at myself for ever believing such rubbish. Last spring, had someone asked me to bet all of my money on me having small fiber neuropathy, I would've done it without hesitation. Today, I know with all my heart that an overactive sympathetic nervous system (TMS) is what I have, and it's actually the
only diagnosis that makes sense to me now. It explains everything so perfectly, but there was a time when I thought it made absolutely no sense! Remvoing my NeuroTalk account and explaining my diagnosis to the moderators was so therapeutic for me.
As someone who was stressed out and had obsessive compulsive thoughts since I was a child (one of countless examples = I refused to eat anything other than yogurt and applesauce for a few months when I was 11 because I was terrified of choking on food), I started experiencing TMS symptoms early on in my life. The weekend of binge drinking was driven by depressive and suicidal thoughts, and I now understand why it was the last straw for my body. My body finally said NO MORE.
And my belief was when the healing began. Some people say you don't have to believe 100%, but I personally did. I hope this story helps someone else who is having difficulty believing a TMS diagnosis. Sometimes our brains really can trick us into believing something is wrong. I should've never listened to the incompetent pain doctor who asserted that I probably did have small fiber neuropathy or the incompetent neurologist who didn't even run any tests on me but claimed that brain damage from that one weekend was possible - WRONG and a COMPLETE WASTE OF TIME.