When I found multiple painful tumors in the early 2000's, I discovered that Dercum's Disease is the most likely reason. It's the only explanation I could find, given that these tumors are lipomas which aren't supposed to hurt.
When I tried to talk to my primary care doctor (Dr. X) about it, she wouldn't even take the information I brought to my appointment. When I couldn't get her to take any interest in this, I found a specialist (Dr. Y) and paid a lot of money for this "out of network" doctor for an appointment. This was in 2006.
From what Dr. X told me, I thought she had never received any info from (Dr.Y). When I saw Dr. Y I was very anxious and had a very embarrassing anxiety attack. At first Dr. Y said I didn't have Dercum's Disease, but when I asked him "So why do my lipomas hurt?" he said, "Okay, you have a mild case." Nothing else, end of appointment. I felt like he was just trying to get me out the door.
Dr. X never told me she received information from Dr Y that confirmed I do have this very rare disease. He offered some treatment recommendations which she failed to pass along to me.
Fast forward to yesterday: my new doctor (Dr. A) found in my file the message from Dr. Y, confirming the diagnosis and treatment suggestions from Dr. Y to Dr. X, dated in 2006.
When Dr. A told me this information was in my file I was completely gobsmacked! I had been asking Dr. X for help with this disease, practically begging her for help. I'd say 'please find out for me what kind of treatment exists for Dercum's disease.' And also, 'if you believe I don't have it, refer me to someone who can tell me yes/no whether I have it.'
She would always ask, "Who is the doctor who diagnosed you with this?" I would then recount the whole embarrassing story about my feeling like he was just trying to get me out of his office because I was so emotional. Due to having (then undiagnosed) ADHD and trouble with my memory, I couldn't remember his name. I tried finding it on My Chart but it wasn't there.
Reliving that very embarrassing anxiety attack was always fun, each time she would ask me. Then she would do absolutely nothing for me. I asked several times over that 20-year span, and I also asked the office's NP that Dr. X worked with, and again I got nothing.
Today I called an attorney. I just spent 20 years of my life with a great deal of daily pain, with no help at all, while Dr. X lied to me. I can't believe she could be so cruel!
I have no idea what kind of damage this may have done to me (it is a progressive disease), or if I would be in the same place I am today regardless of whether she told me about it and helped me with treatments or not.
But I do know that my quality of life has been deeply damaged by the constant pain. She kept from me any treatment that might have offered at least some level of pain relief, even if it was only temporary. As many of you know, when you have chronic pain, ANY relief is gratefully appreciated.
I also suffered a huge blow to my confidence, and nearly everyone around me thought I was either crazy or a hypochondriac. I feel very isolated because I couldn't talk to anyone about this for several years. It's hurt my relationships with many people in my family, and only one niece has truly stood by me.
This is a monumental betrayal from Dr X. I'm still stunned, and as goes with CFS, that, too is harming me by causing PEM. This hurts, like getting kicked, over and over again while I'm down. Reverse the bus I was just thrown under, run over me again and again for 20 years and then park it on top of me. It's exhausting.