Before this accurate medical diagnose came about when I was 28, I myself experienced multiple inaccurate medical diagnoses. Because I was just 17 when my problems began to worsen, I was diagnosed with things that were believed to affect teenage African-American females.
Although I never had conditions like juvenile arthritis or breast cancer, that didn’t prevent medical professionals from inaccurately diagnosing me with such things. It also didn't prevent them from prescribing me tons of high dosages of ibuprofen and steroids to counter my pain or my frequent episodes of illness that I was experiencing.
Sad and confused, I grew up depressed and distraught as to why nothing was helping me. As a youth, I sat in many group sessions for young girls battling depression. Most of my closest friends knew nothing of my illness or of my depression. They termed me the “cancel queen” because I often had to cancel plans. However, no one wore a bigger masked smile than me! I always appeared happy.
Because it would have been much too early in my journey to hear of the term “MS squeeze,” I was only aware that I felt worse after any food consummation. It was my belief that food made me ill. I started making pain management accommodations for myself by limiting my food intake.
In order to eliminate pain and weakness, I started making accommodations for myself. I soon developed an eating disorder, which only made things worse. Under the instruction of a doctor who believed I had early stage breast cancer, I underwent a breast biopsy surgery to remove what was believed to be a tumor from my right breast at just 23 years old.
I never want anyone to endure what I did on my search for healing and wellness. That is why this project will include a multitude of recourse to prevent that by providing: