There have been a number of posts written by people recently about diagnosis and how it does/doesn’t help with getting our minds settled or focused. One of the posts was actually by one of my guests on this blog!
Diagnosis can be extremely helpful and can give you so much freedom in terms of research, understanding and support. There is of course, the issue of what I like to call ‘diagnosis question time’!
For those who read this blog in the UK they will understand the issue well. Being at the mercy of the NHS we fight tooth and nail to get referred into mental health services. Once we are under services we are assigned a psychiatrist, we have no choice in who we get, psychiatrists are then rotated about once every six months, so just as we get used to them, they are gone!
Diagnosis question time is one of the many perks of this system. In my experience each psychiatrist seems to like to find their feet by refuting previous diagnosis, reassessing you and giving you a new diagnosis. This means that I am regularly given a new diagnosis, before they change their minds and decide that actually I am bipolar after all.
Since first being diagnosed with bipolar, I’ve been given approximately 10 other diagnosis so about one a year! In a couple of weeks I am due to see my latest psychiatrist as the service has just had it’s latest reshuffle and I’ve been through a period of being quite sick.
Already feedback coming back through is that they are doubting my bipolar diagnosis…
It’s an old story, and if they would give me something concrete that fit all of my symptoms and made sense the way bipolar does…and stuck to it (as they always go back to bipolar) then I would switch how I refer to my illness gladly. But they don’t.
It seems like it’s just a power play for psychiatrists as opposed to being about the patients.
It’s actually quite stressful, I seem to spend a good 2-4 months of the year stressed about what they are calling my illness, mainly because it affects my medication, my treatment, my support when they start messing with the diagnosis.
If they put this much effort into actually helping me cope with the aspects of my illness I asked them to help me with I’d be doing wonderfully well!
If only there were blood tests!