Elementary and Brain Injury

CN: television medicine, physical trauma, medical diagnosis, medical mistreatment, sexual assault, hormonal/menstrual symptoms and headaches/migraines

Contains spoilers for Season Six of Elementary

 

The ending of Elementary season 5 left us with the image of Sherlock Holmes being caged in a TV-version MRI machine (if you ever see one that has a head cage rather than a head rest, do let me know; I’ve been through three models of machine and never seen one) after experiencing what was revealed as hallucinations.

 

Unlike Bones, where the hallucinations were a 1-2-step of hallucination-brain tumour-surgery-fine, it was set up as Something Serious.

 

Elementary returned recently, and gave us what the showrunners consider an answer to this cliffhanger of “what’s wrong with Sherlock”.

 

There are two issues with this answer, which, for the spoiler-concerned, I discuss below the jump. Please bear in mind this is based solely on the first episode, which is all I have access to at this time.

 

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Choice, or lack of

CN: medical anxiety (inc. discussion of coping mechanisms), discrimination, workers compensation

 

Things have been strange this last few weeks. After going around saying ‘nobody’s even done a blood test since x’, I’ve had at least one diagnostic test every week since January. Naturally, I’m not coping too well with all this – my back just never stops hurting, my patella keeps slipping out, my shoulder feels like it’s been punched one too many times, and I don’t seem to be able to focus on anything for more than an hour at a time, which isn’t great when you’re heading into dungeons and wake up two hours later to find the timer still running (and so many games now seem to have forgotten the auto-pause functionality, devised just for that eventuality). I have had to go back to ordering food delivered simply because I’m not capable of lifting or stirring. I haven’t had that nice long rest that I like to have between stuff, so I’m not recovering enough in between to keep this sustainable.

But also, after several weeks of ‘we don’t really need an MRI and Medicare wouldn’t cover it anyway’, suddenly I do qualify for an MRI under Medicare and it was ordered for me without so much as even a ‘can you do that?’.

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This is what i have to put up with…

CN: medical stuff re:pain, gender issues, gender-affirming surgery, medication, discrimination, addiction

 

Right, well. Reminder! If you take codeine OTC and you’re reading this from Australia, tomorrow is your last day to get some. You probably will have to shop around, though, so if you’re like me and that would be much better done with assistance, plan for it. Why? Because in anticipation of the schedule change, many pharmacies have run out of Nurofen Plus and Panadeine.

As you know, I’m of the opinion that this is the least great idea ever had by the government and the TGA, since as I said, it takes away people’s ability to manage their own pain and forces more work onto doctors while they’re actively trying to get rid of it (and being underpaid, because of Medicare freezes, naturally).

 

There’s another reason for that than the ones I’ve already discussed in previous posts.

 

This one is called bias, or, as I prefer to call it, the twofold societal assumption that everyone who needs pain medication is a drug addict and that pain medication is never necessary for quality of life.

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If you look back, you might see a few posts about the time I called the police and got screamed at because some guy was randomly scraping paint off the front of my house, and the police said it was strata so my male neighbour knowing about it was enough, even though I had already spoken to my landlord/parents and strata had been unable to confirm this was a thing that was meant to happen. Yeah.

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Courtesy is dead

This just in: an update to the workmen situation from Monday.

 

So yesterday, I missed my doctor’s appointment to sit at home all day because the neighbour told my mum that they needed to get into the back yard. I need to physically open the gate, which only opens from the inside, and because it shuts on it’s own, I need to do it to let them in, because sensible people generally don’t leave their back gate open for anyone to wander in, especially in an area with kids and bikies (probably the nice ones) and serial breakins in the area.

Nobody came to get me to open the gate. My mum called the neighbour (she does this without consulting me a lot, and then complains that he’s hard to deal with) and he said a time. Nobody came, again, and I explained to my mum, again, that I need to physically open the gate for them.

I saw them leave and nobody told my mum anything, nor did my mum get through to the property manager to confirm anything. We thought they were done, and were generally relieved.

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Lack of Lived Experience

TW: medical stuff, ableism, lack of understanding from medical professionals

 

In this post I am going to list things and what people say and try to explain why it’s totally inadequate and ill-informed that they said it. It’s a processing post, because I can’t separate the hurt from anything rational because this all feels so totally irrational to me.

 

You don’t have many pimples anyway, you can just use pimple cream!

People don’t only get pimples on their face. Pimples on the face can be covered with makeup. Judging acne only from what’s on the fact is therefore flawed. I have pimples down my torso to my waist. Some of them form deeply and last for months.

Pimple creams are acidic and generally carry warnings about not coming into contact with clothes. For pimples generally in areas where there are clothes, pimple cream is not an option if one can’t afford new clothes.

The fact that I have pimples again distresses me because it is a symptom of my body not being the way it is in my head – there are not-mine hormones and not-mine shapes. It isn’t compassionate to say ‘but they’ll go away with time’ because that is measured in years, if at all. It isn’t compassionate to say ‘but pimple cream!’ because that expects me to spend money I don’t have and incorporate a daily/twice-daily thing that is focused specifically on this symptom I should not have. Making it a bigger part of life doesn’t make it less distressing.

 

You can have a Mirena! We’ll just knock you out for it.

I said NO to the Mirena. I am here because I had one forced on me and it has screwed up my body and now it’s not mine. Being unconscious for insertion doesn’t change the fact that once one wakes up, it is in there and has a constant presence and greatly unwanted side effects. Being unconscious for a procedure doesn’t take away the before and after. It doesn’t take away the knowledge that strangers are poking in body parts that one pretends aren’t there. You don’t get to be unconscious for the time when you’re preparing for it.

And, since I was very clear about my history and what I wanted and why, suggesting it at all implies that the doctor isn’t paying attention.

 

But it will go away with time, you just have to wait.

Wait how long? With debilitating anxiety? Exactly? Can you put an end date on this? And what am I meant to do in the meantime? See how I’m explaining how this impacts me? And you expect me to live like this because it might go away later?

 

But you haven’t had a period, that’s great!

Yes, I know it works. That’s why I didn’t want it changed in the first place. But it was. And because you’re refusing me a permanent solution, I have to put up with you suggesting constant non-permanent solutions, which do not work for me and you follow up with but I can’t have them yet because I’m too young (what the hell) and you won’t let me type to you. I have to put up with all of the above.

I also have to put up with a permanent migraine and a bunch of side effects which you’re totally minimising. But, you know, sure. Not being able to see and being constantly terrified is great and I can’t think of a reason to justify that even to be sarcastic. But go ahead. Sure.

 

 

We can’t be sure why you want this.

Well, refer me to someone so you can get a report that says so, since you’re quite happily ignoring the one (two) you already have. Also, you’re the one who decided that it was the only way to get it done and hasn’t bothered listening to the whole ‘I am in a lot of pain’ part. And perhaps if you even let me communicate with you, yeah, that would help.