Patient X

Going to another dr again. A specialist. Supposedly the best in the field. Afraid I won’t be heard. Believed. That my obvious scars aren’t proof enough that I’m still held together by invisible stitches. And that my pain is just another patient game. While you’re typing into your hospital issued laptop asking me questions about my symptoms only to cover your ass for the lawyers who are clocking you and your staff. Make sure you’ve covered all the bases without looking me in my face during this appointment only to recommend some over the counter ointment then send me away to go home and live in pain and pray for the day someone will believe me and my pain.