I had typed out a long response of my experiences with doctors detailing the hell they have put me through but it got lost somehow. I am totally disillusioned to the myth that doctors are all altruistic, competent professionals who actually care about you and who actually give a damn whether you ever recover from what ails you or just stay sick for life.

I find a great deal of them to be sociopaths who cannot be bargained with, who cannot be reasoned with, who don't feel pity, or guilt, or remorse or responsibility or any sort of empathy whatsoever. They often ignore/dismiss every last concern you have until you are on the absolute cusp of death, only coming to help you at the 11th hour and not a minute sooner. Your recovery seems like it was never their goal, not now and not ever. Some of them go beyond just sociopathy, and are also sadists who seem to go out of their way to maximize the suffering you have to go through both in intensity and duration and enjoy making you and watching you suffer.

Most of them are totally useless, like a group partner that you get stuck with to work on a school project together. You end up being the one who has to do all the work, while they simply show up to class(the appointment) and take all the credit. They seemingly can't even do the most basic of jobs such as prescribing medication properly, the equivalent of writing names on a title page. They go beyond just being useless, they manufacture problems that didn't exist before hand because they don't listen to a word you say, which is the equivalent of them taking work you have done and folding it up into paper airplanes and flying them across the classroom. That is how I see the patient/doctor relationship I have with most doctors.

If it isn't clear already, from my past 10.5 years of experience with countless(close to 200) doctors for various health problems, I hate the vast majority of them.