[Hiddigeigei]

"Six months flat on my back in a full body cast in the hospital. Then a lifetime of surgeries and other crap."
Somewhat similar, but my mother saved me by insisting I go to a hospital. In the sixth grade I had pain right under Mcburney's Point, but the doctor insisted I was malingering from school. Six days later in the hospital my appendix ruptures, and since the pain eased, the doctor was going to send me home. Fortunately, the hospital brought in a surgeon who opened me up. Well over six months in the hospital with tubes draining the puss, and once even months later walking down the street in town, it opened up and blood and puss covered my pants. Later operation for adhesions, but seventy five years alter I still have pains. I haven't trusted doctors since.

[Pocketdoor]

I had Osgood-Schlatter disease growing up like other posters ... My dad wanted the doc to “drain” my knee... didnt happen thank god.
Around 5-6 I had sever abdominal pain for 2 days, doc wanted to do exploratory surgery / take out my appendix. My mom said lets wait a day or two... I felt better after 12 hours in the hospital, it was a twisted gut they said. They pumped xray juice up my colon for a live xray... it must have straighten it out....
Crazy

[Secret Agent Man]

Don’t blame you. Not all docs are the same though. The trick is finding one that actually listens to you and hears what you are saying. The better ones out here today are naturopaths or have some naturopathic training.

[MayflowerMadam]

OMG. So similar!

“Well over six months in the hospital with tubes draining the puss”

I also had tubes and drains for 6 months. The smell of the pus .. 60 years later it lingers in my mind.

“I haven’t trusted doctors since.”

I never trusted my father again. (I haven’t trusted doctor since Covid, though.)