Not so long ago I learned an important lesson about trust and diagnosis. If you suffer from any of the conditions I cover in my blog (depression, anxiety, perfectionism) you will probably have some issues concerning the medical profession, medication or being labelled with a particular condition so it's important that you learn to trust the diagnosis.
The last time I took my car in for a service the mechanic reported that my windscreen washer motors had failed. The symptom was only a small bit of water was actually reaching the windscreen when the washers were turned on. My initial reaction was to just accept that the motors had failed and needed replacing but I didn't have time for them to fix it and I was interested to see if I could save money by doing it myself.
A couple of days passed and I decided that it was time to do something about the problem. To do this properly I needed to understand what the windscreen motors were and where they were located and how much it would cost to replace. It didn't take long before I started questioning about how the mechanic had decided that the motors were faulty. Being a perfectionist I had to decide whether my thoughts were rational or not and the easiest way to do this was to ask the mechanic how he had reached his conclusion.
The mechanic didn't say anything about it but you could tell by the tone of his voice that he thought it was a bit odd that I was asking why he thought the motor was faulty but he humoured me and explained that he reached his diagnosis by looking to see if I had enough windscreen wash (and there was) and then turning on the windscreen washer. Only a small dribble of water was produced and not enough to wash the windscreen therefore the motor was faulty. I thanked him and decided that he had come up with a diagnosis without actually proving that it was right. All that he had proved was that there was enough washer liquid in the container and that it wasn't being propelled with enough power to make it to the windscreen. Presumably it was possible that another element within the process could be the cause of the problem.
Anyway, I decided to use the Internet to investigate further and sure enough I found that there is a small ball bearing that sits in the washer container and this can get gunged up (technical term!), making it stick and causing a reduction in power. Someone had suggested that putting some bicarbonate of soda in the washer container could reduce the gunge and resolve the problem. I looked through the cupboards and couldn't find any bicarb but did find some Andrews liver salts and decided I had nothing to lose. Doing this cheap, simple and quick test would eliminate the ball bearing as the cause of the problem. 10 minutes and two spoons of Andrews liver salts later my windscreen washers were more powerful then they had ever been before and I had saved time and money by not going with the initial diagnosis.
How does this relate to the medical profession? Well, if I am now given a medical diagnosis that I am unsure off I have learnt to ask questions. The answers to these questions help me to decide if my worries are just related to my mental health of whether it is totally rational to be concerned. Often I find that my interest in my health makes the medical practitioner even more helpful and they love to show off their skills. On more than one occassion a doctor has even realised that maybe there were other angles that should be investigated (just by me asking friendly questions) and I am confident I have benefited from this.
So, next time you are unsure of the diagnosis ask some questions - it's easier to trust the diagnosis when you understand how it was reached!