Hospital for yet another checkup on my heart after having an operation a couple of years ago (and being given the all clear last year). With the AuDHD Dx they don't want to give me any meds that might stress my heart unnecessarily. Fair enough. Have my tests done. Apparently I have 'amazing' blood pressure and the heart rate of an athlete. Bit weird but yay. Finally get in to see the cardiology doctor. Different from my normal one. And he starts asking why I want to be autistic and tells me it's so trendy at the moment. That lots of people are after adhd medication for fun. That it's the human condition and a spectrum and everyone's on it and he's probably a bit autistic aswell or whatever. Asked (scoffing) who diagnosed me. I gently explained that it was about 40 people over 3 years and that there were endless assessments and interviews and meetings and tests. Made an unconvinced noise then said well I suppose we better do some further tests on you then. 👍
I remember when I was a kid thinking doctors and lawyers and teachers and nurses and police were morally beyond reproach. Held to a higher standard. Like Cameron Poe in Con Air. What is happening. I'm pretty sure a doctor of specialist medicine just told me autism is made up and I'm being a silly boy and messing about wasting everyones time. Am I? Am I who's wrong? I'm fully prepared to accept this might be the case and that I've been caught up in some mass hysteria and it's just my natural rhythms and how I communicate that has made me *appear* to be ND when in fact I'm not and it's just some Venn overlap that's been misdiagnosed. Maybe all those people were so keen to diagnose another one that I got caught up with it all and thought..... yeah, actually maybe I *am*. But actually I'm not. It's very confusing. I'm being a bit glib but there's a bit of me that doesn't *not* think that a little. Most unpleasant. 2 stars.
@TheBreadmonkey You've shaken loose an old-old memory I haven't thought of in a long time. I was a kid and my mother was shopping me round to an endless stream of specialists, making a big show of seeing to my (i.e., her) problems. She was big invested in my having ADD, as it was called at the time, and in shoving Ritalin and other meds down my throat.
One such doctor, name of Nay, said "Oh, you want ADD meds, eh? Well, nobody sets out to become an addict, I'm just saying."
Your cardiologist is faulty and needs to be replaced, discarded, and disciplined harshly.
