. . . we acclimated ourselves to the $350/hour shrug by complacent psychiatrists seesaw of Bipolar life, Medical Doctors proudly (by way of tests) declare weighty physical diagnosis like heart failure, severe edema (not endamame), osteoarthritis, Spinal Stenosis and an unconscionable number of my life hours enduring the shotgun pellet spray of “these should help” pain reducer until the tide of physical illnesses recedes. I’ve lost the moniker “difficult to diagnose” to the “everything bagel” patient. When did MD’s quit being curious and courageous?