Why I hate medicine - Part One: My personal experience

I don't like medicine. No, let me rephrase it: I truly don't like medicine. I hate it. Here's why.

PERSONAL EXPERIENCE

I had a bad personal experience with medicine. I say had, because I don't go to doctors anymore. And I intend to keep things that way. But, as I was saying, I used to go to doctors, and it was not a good experience.

The thing is, I felt things. Throughout my life, I had complaints about my life experience. In medical lingo, I had "symptoms". So I went to doctors and had the kind of medical consultations you have when you have health-related complaints: they offered me diagnoses, medications and recommendations.

I'm not sure which of those (that is, diagnoses, medications or recommendations) were the worse, but obviously none of them feel good. You don't wanna hear that you have a "condition", nor that you have to take medication, nor that you should refrain from those certain things that you like. But that's exactly the kind of thing that I certainly heard, since I was a small child (my first consultation with my long-term pediatriatian was when I was 2).

To put things in context, let me tell you a different personal experience with medicine, that of my father. As long as I can remember, up until his 50s, my father had basically been healthy. Like, all the time. Never getting sick, rarely taking sick days off. So, what would he tell us when he came from doctors (mostly, his medical consultations, as far as I know, would be regular annual consultations with workplace doctors in the company where he's been working for 24 years)? He would always say things like "I'm ok, all the medical tests were ok, again", and that's it. Now, that is the kind of personal experience you would want with medicine, right? Go to the doctors once a year, just to hear that you are perfectly healthy. To be honest, maybe I wouldn't hate medicine if that had been my experience with doctors. Maybe I would even like medicine!

So, coming back to my personal history of struggle with medicine, I had to hear diagnoses of respiratory infections, acne, gastroesophagic reflux, moderate scolioses (20 degrees, you see), appendicitis, gallbladder stones, alergic rhinitis, and so on. Accordingly, I would be told to take medications all across my life, from antiinflammatory drugs to isotretinoin. And, and that might be the worst part, I had to hear many recommendations that I should follow, recommendations that would be specially annoying where it came to so-called "chronic" diagnoses.

Three particular instances (remember, which of them with its own set of acccompanying medications and recommendations) bothered me a lot (and still annoys me, when I remember them):

1. My diagnosis of allergic rhinitis

2. My diagnosis of lactose intolerance

3. My diagnosis of cyclothymic disorder

It continues in the next post.