A News — 23 May 2013

1024px-FEMA_-_18140_-_Photograph_by_Jocelyn_Augustino_taken_on_10-29-2005_in_FloridaBy Amanda Siebe, Columnist

Most of my life I’ve been in and out of emergency rooms. Migraines, broken bones, and infections have landed me there more times than I’d like to admit. Not to mention that my former job was to take people by ambulance to the same hospital that I now frequent.

Unfortunately, something changed when I was diagnosed with Complex Regional Pain Syndrome (CRPS). I went from being the girl that everyone recognized from working at the ambulance company, to being perceived as a drug addict with a made up pain condition.

No one at the emergency room of my hospital has ever heard of CRPS. They don’t recognize the agonizing pain that plagues my life. Doctors are baffled by me, and usually decide that I’m lying and trying to score pain medications. They don’t understand how I can smile and joke around and still be in the amount of pain I claim to be. They don’t see how much work it takes to keep a smile on my face.

Ignorance and lack of compassion plague many doctors nowadays.

Read more at National Pain Report.



About Author

Amanda Siebe, Columnist

Amanda Siebe lives in Portland, Oregon with her husband and son. She writes about her daily battle with chronic pain in her blog "Life in Pain."

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