I just got off the phone with my primary care provider where I had gotten my labs done last Tuesday. Supposedly my cholesterol is 14 points high than they want me at. In 2015, well into the new Century of Modern Medicine, measuring hopelessness is still unable to be measured in blood tests.
The work around from my doctor is “diet and exercise.”
Try telling that to me when there are racist Chief of Police heads, and try telling that to a GODDAMNED HOPELESS AUTISTIC!
Try telling this to someone who CAN’T FIND A GODDAMN FUCKING DOCTOR IN THE GODDAMNED 603 AREA CODE AND FORBID ME IF SOMEONE IN MASSACHUSETTS CAN HELP THIS GODDAMN SOUL?
I told the nurse as an FYI on that status but my PCP isn’t an expert like say Teresa Bolick or some other fraud that claims to know everything on autism to cause me to drive myself to death.
In fact that is my workaround. GIVE UP! I can’t keep fighting a loosing battle. I was told for a number of years if I don’t change my diet, I’d be dead at 30. Well between being HOPELESS for 15 motherfucking years (PLUS) then I’d rather be dead today.
Life isn’t really worth living if people aren’t willing to help me or cooperate with me.