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Both things I’ve gone to the hospital for in the last few years was diagnosed as “anxiety”! They were actually: a severe ulcer that had eaten through my intestines, and a chest muscle that had disconnected from my sternum/ribcage.
But both were diagnosed as “anxiety”! God, I love being a woman!
No wait… I was dropped off completely unable to walk and it was diagnosed as “mild scoliosis”. I was unable to walk for 2 months afterward and unable to stand/walk upright for almost 2 years.
I’d literally rather die at home next time rather than go to the fucking hospital.
