This is my x-ray from the day I went to the ER last month.
I saw a pulmonologist yesterday. He confirmed what my family doctor already told me- that the ER doctor who told me I had “Chronic Hyperventilation Syndrome” misdiagnosed me. Which really makes me mad, I’ve spent six weeks of my life thinking that I had something I didn’t have, and following this guy’s advice- and it was all for nothing. He has no idea how much stress it caused me to think I had something that 80% of people get because they have anxiety disorders, and that is psychosomatic. Asshat. (And they want me to pay $5000 for that visit. Ha. They can choke on it, and they will.)
I have perfect, healthy, beautiful lungs and lung function. My diaphragm is fine. My breathing is regular, at normal volumes, with normal gusto. The stats that were off the day I went to the ER were off insignificantly. The ER doc made it sound like there was no question in the diagnosis and that my o2 and co2 stats were grossly out of whack. Not so, said the pulmonologist who explained the results from that day to me. My heart and lungs are not the problem, and the pulmonologist said what so many others have- this is a neurological thing. I see the new neurologist today. I hope he’s a good one. I’m going to need a partner to treat this thing and get better. The last one wasted my time and money.
I was pleased with the pulmonologist, he was caring- he spent an hour with me going over all my symptoms and testing everything, he answered all my questions, went over my CT scan with me slice by slice, and he asked me to come back in four weeks, saying “this isn’t my case, but it’s my interesting case right now” and that he wants to be sure someone has figured it out by then.. if they haven’t he’ll help me figure it out. I’m going to bake him cookies.
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