I logged in just a bit ago and read your comment above. No offense taken. I didn't think you were directing it to me but to everyone and anyone who fit the profile you described. I know my situation and the shoes you made don't fit me, so I'm all right. No problemo. :)
Thank you for the prayers and for adding me to your prayer list. I'll accept prayers for sure. Yes, dentistry did me wrong severely. Not only did it deprive me from dating to find the right lady, it tore me away from my social life and inhibited me to make friends. As well, I lost my jobs and couldn't work for several years starting in 2005 until two summers ago. Yikes. Yes, a long time.
Once I was robust, healthy as an ox. When the first root canal was placed (in 2001), my health slid noticeably soon afterward, but I was functioning fairly well. By the time Spring '04 arrived, my health was deteriorating rapidly then declined precipitously in October, when I could've died if were inobservant of myself and my environments including the one consisting of doctors and a dentist and their recommendations and prescriptions.
Today, I'm alone and a lot of life is missing from mine, which when I reflect on saddens me. I'm sad I couldn't hang out with my friends and visit them where they'd moved to and attend their weddings and be with them soon after their children were born. I detest that I couldn't and can't be their children's "uncle." And I hate that I missed out on time to find a lady to marry and raise a family with. I missed many things because of pain, unbearable pain at times, and shyster treatment from people, particularly one dentist, I trusted. Many people have hurt me physically or emotionally or both. I hate suffering and losing time/life. I loved life so much once, and still I do, but I live it considerably below how I lived before dentistry.
The good news, as I mentioned above, is I'm better this year than I was last year and I can see the light at the end of the tunnel, I can see I will recover fully some day. Although it might be far off, I think I'll have made a lot of progress in a year where I'll return to living how I used to mostly. I can't wait. I'm elated merely at the prospect of that chance. I hope I achieve it. I sure as heck will do what I've been doing since 10 years ago but technically since 13 years ago: try. I don't give up. Ever.
School's fine. Just don't let it get in the way of thinking. -Me
Study nature, not books. -Walton Forest Dutton, MD, in his 1916 book whose subject is origin (therefore what all healing methods involve and count on), simple and powerful.