I have a sibling with FND, so I knew what was going on when my FND first appeared. But it was a long twelve months in scheduling heck to finally get me diagnosed.
I feel this!!! I knew I had FND before my doctors did. I had read about it, and everything fit! They were shocked when I wasn’t upset by the diagnosis, which I found kind of funny (not “ha ha” funny). I guess they’re used to people falling apart and being super upset, but I was just relieved and ready to move on with my life because at least now I had an answer! The not knowing was so much worse than knowing.
I remember when I got my diagnoses I was so confused, it was the first time I heard of FND. But hey at least we got a diagnosis!
I feel this!!! I knew I had FND before my doctors did. I had read about it, and everything fit! They were shocked when I wasn’t upset by the diagnosis, which I found kind of funny (not “ha ha” funny). I guess they’re used to people falling apart and being super upset, but I was just relieved and ready to move on with my life because at least now I had an answer! The not knowing was so much worse than knowing.
I hear you. It’s both a relief to finally have a diagnosis, but also difficult to process. Everything you’re feeling is okay.
I was just diagnosed with it right before Christmas. Took a year to get into the doctor. What I thought was something else, she said nope, FND.
Good times.
I look at as I put the fun in functional
God I remember this feeling well.
I’m so sorry… 🥺