Primary hyperparathyroidism

In this degenerate healthcare system, Karl Lauterbach’s Federal Ministry of Health, which itself only receives the best treatment financed by us Kasslers, lets us Kasslers be treated like dirt, doctors have no interest in Kassler.
And if they treat us grumpily, they always treat us wrongly, but rather deny us treatment, as I can and have proven with my own case.

This means that for decades I have relied on educating myself exclusively at https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov and have thus proven that I have made complex diagnoses myself several times.
The last time this happened was in the years 2011 to 2020, until action was finally taken, another adventurous story that I will now tell with a series of pictures.

From 2011 until 2019, I had a very painful ureterolithiasis six times.

FYI: Ureterolithiasis is a ureteral stone disease, i.e. when concretions of a certain or to be determined composition block the duct (passage) between the kidney and urinary bladder, this can be unilateral or bilateral.

This requires an intervention, not an operation, but also anaesthesia in order to be able to carry out the treatment safely.
If not treated, the kidneys can be irreversibly damaged due to urinary retention.

After analysing the concrements, it was determined that I would have to avoid certain foods in order to prevent a further event as far as possible.
This included not eating spinach, or only very little, to avoid oxalates.

𝗚𝗲𝗻𝗮𝘂 𝗱𝗶𝗲𝘀𝗲 𝗘𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗰𝗵𝗿ä𝗻𝗸𝘂𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗮𝗿 𝗲𝘀, 𝗱𝗶𝗲 𝗶𝗰𝗵 𝗻𝗶𝗰𝗵𝘁 𝘀𝗼 𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗳𝗮𝗰𝗵 𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗲𝗵𝗺𝗲𝗻 𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗦𝗮𝗰𝗵𝗲 𝗮𝘂𝗳 𝗱𝗲𝗻 𝗚𝗿𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝗴𝗲𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗼𝗹𝗹𝘁𝗲, 𝗱𝗲𝗻𝗻 𝗮𝘂𝗳 𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝗣𝗶𝘇𝘇𝗮 𝗴𝗲𝗵ö𝗿𝘁 𝗮𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝗦𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗮𝘁.

Which is what happened, much to the chagrin of some doctors who simply don’t have the stomach for it and conveniently fob patients off with such ridiculous advice.

After the following report from me, it is very likely that patients have to suffer unnecessarily often because of such charlatanry and laziness on the part of doctors, although there could be a remedy for many patients.

So, after my self-taught medical studies, I asked my family doctor to have the triad of calcium, phosphate and parathyroid hormone analysed a few times in the laboratory.

When I was still on Twitter, I ended up documenting this process.
And which clearly proves that I was better than all the doctors involved, even a professor paid by myself didn’t recognise what I saw three months before everyone else.

The endocrinologists in private practice in my home town didn’t really want to investigate primary hyperparathyroidism (pHPT), my suspected diagnosis from 2016, nobody wanted that, only my GP went along with it, even though she couldn’t do anything else, but she always believed me.

Okay, let’s start in Figure 1 with the report by Prof Dr No, who I paid for myself and whom I only hired to get the endocrinologists here in my home town up to speed.
Because with their dubious vanity, these mimosas can often get a good grip, which should actually work, it then picked up speed.
Of course, Prof No saw nothing, but at least cautiously suspected something, which was more than the endocrinologists did.

This resulted in a scintigraphy being carried out after all, which none of the doctors involved wanted to recognise anything on.
Maybe they should study where I do, at my online “university” in the States at https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov, because then they could at least have had my suspicions.

I posted this suspicion (Figure 2), i.e. a suspected cystic change in the lower left quadrant of the four parathyroid glands that are regularly arranged in this way, on Twitter on 2 December 2020.
Of course, this was not an examination for ectopic tissue, which could also occur in some cases.

So, the endocrinologists were still hesitant, but after Prof Dr No made more of an effort, they probably wanted to be better and I also recorded this process in extracts (Fig. 3), which should finally be ready in February 2021.

An inpatient operation date was then agreed, which all took place two days before my birthday, but I went home the next morning after a four-hour operation (image 5), I can lick wounds on my own.

The day before, another sonography was carried out, this time an ambitious one, and then finally a suspicion of the lower left side was confirmed intraoperatively (image 4) in the form of a parathyroid adenoma.

Oh well, although I don’t like any of these review portals and had never left a review there before, I made an exception (image 6).
I would never give negative or hypocritically positive reviews because it can’t be fair and objective that way.
For a place that didn’t help me, it doesn’t have to be the same for other patients and vice versa.
I am also interested in zero reviews outside of a described treatment concept …