I'm afraid that doctors and their diagnoses are like everything else in Walker World - expendable, exploitable and disrespected. Like friendly employers that have you round for Christmas, people that offer you a place to stay, etc.
These are extracts from TSP to show that Sally, with no medical training at all, always knows more. So sad for those given false hope:
something awful is going to fall out of your smug, tight lips
The judge had got it wrong, so why not the doctor?
I hated the doctor, sitting on the edge of his desk delivering his diagnosis as if he was presenting a gift.
He’d changed, there was no question, he’d changed and according to the doctors that wasn’t possible. CBD is a one-way ticket.
I couldn’t accept it; we were beating it, or if not beating it then at least keeping it at bay. No, the doctor should have said walk every day, do weight-bearing exercise, fight it, keep your mind active, look ahead, fight it. Then if it beats you, when it beats you, you’ll know you gave it everything, you didn’t lie down in front of the train.