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Meghan O'RourkeA modern alternative to SparkNotes and CliffsNotes, SuperSummary offers high-quality Study Guides with detailed chapter summaries and analysis of major themes, characters, and more.
In Chapter 3, after experiencing new symptoms despite her vigilant diet, O’Rourke falls into a period of isolation. She defines this time as one of serious fatigue and little social activity. In lieu of socializing, she commits to a regimen of “homegrown” research and gets tested for adrenal fatigue, an ailment recognized by Eastern medicine that finally explains her exhaustion. As her apartment increasingly becomes her world, O’Rourke begins to understand that the severity of her experience is only exacerbated by the realities of the current US medical system. She writes that though disease has always been a part of human life, the way humans understand it has shifted. For centuries, Greek, Chinese, and other cultures’ understanding of disease has been related to the entire body’s balance. Western medicine, however, now classifies disease as falling into one of three categories: physical, psychological, or stress-induced. Autoimmune disease falls into this third category because it combines factors related both to a person’s biography and their biology.
The advent of “germ theory” pushes Western medicine toward an overly simplistic healing modality that prioritizes finding the disease-causing microbe and killing it. Therefore, if the doctor can’t find the disease, it does not exist. Despite the many lives saved as a result of germ theory, patients with more complex, undiagnosable diseases have suffered as a result. In recent years, “medical pioneers” have pushed past germ theory to embrace concepts of holistic diagnosis and healing. Now, there is an understanding emerging that the immune system’s response to a pathogen could be what’s causing illness. She concludes the chapter by reflecting on the way that medicine might need to return to a model characterizing disease as a disruption of a body’s particular balance. Each body has its own “allostatic load,” or experience of wear and tear as it navigates the world’s stresses. This can impact an immune system’s response, thus encouraging a consideration of genes, infection, stress, and environs when considering a body’s disease. O’Rourke claims that this will require an embrace of uncertainty.
In Chapter 4, O’Rourke explains the incomprehensibility of invisible illness to those around the one who has it. Though others get used to the person being ill, their own experience of pain is something that is impossible for others to truly comprehend. The relationship between anxiety and chronic illness can exacerbate the need to articulate the reality of the experience without succumbing to the anxiety that can make symptoms worse. In accordance with this dynamic, O’Rourke explains that the experience of fatigue is not just tiredness, but a loss of self. She describes a feeling of separation from the world, which leads to solitude and suffering, and the lack of language to truly describe her experience only increases her sense of isolation. In the midst of her most intense symptoms, O’Rourke’s pain moves around her body; some days it feels manageable, and others, all-consuming. A well-intentioned friend suggests that she read the work of John Sarno, a doctor who claims that holding onto emotions causes bodily illness. O’Rourke wonders if her illness is related to the loss of her mother. She tries the author’s exercises to no avail.
O’Rourke has two back-to-back experiences of being with family and then at a party, where she views herself as being incomprehensible to those around her. She describes her experience and receives some sympathy, but that’s where the understanding ends. She finds some solace in books and poetry, and throughout the chapter invites other authors to help her articulate her pain. O’Rourke craves a diagnosis for her illness because it means knowledge and the hope for a treatment or cure. At the close of the chapter, O’Rourke relates her suffering to that of Alice James, sister of William and Henry James, who celebrated when she was diagnosed with breast cancer after years of unnamed illness. The chapter concludes with a prayer for a doctor who will help her.
O’Rourke articulates a detailed account of just how much of her life is taken up by doctor’s appointments, transferring lab results to other doctors, and traveling to her various specialists. The number of hoops she must jump through to get basic information from one specialist to the next causes her to wonder what would happen if she didn’t have the energy to manage her illness with this level of attention. She then describes her and her mother’s experience of being in hospitals, which as mostly privileged white women, was better than most. Even so, O’Rourke emphasizes the sterile, dehumanizing effects of modern hospitals and goes on to explain the ways that race, class, and gender identity are still significant barriers to receiving “good care” in the United States. The overt racism and unconscious bias of some doctors can prevent non-white, non-cisgendered people from trusting medical professionals. O’Rourke then describes her own experiences of indifference from doctors, stating that their institutionalized indifference to her own experience caused her to develop a warped sense of her own reality.
O’Rourke then expands her critique of her personal experience with individual doctors to her a larger critique of the system as a whole. The health insurance system rewards doctors for delivering quick, surface-level visits, staying isolated from other specialists, ordering tests, and performing procedures. When the costs and complexities of such a system inevitably create a barrier to access, the outcomes of healthcare can thus be correlated with income levels. The system makes it nearly impossible for patients with indefinable diseases to find a diagnosis, much less a cure.
Yet O’Rourke explains that despite the cold, impersonal nature of the American medical system, it is proven that increased empathy and compassion alone can yield better health outcomes, and that even placebo effects can work when paired with compassion and understanding. For O’Rourke, when doctors affirm her sickness despite their inability to understand it, she feels tremendous healing. Thus, the chapter concludes with the hopeful image of O’Rourke standing with her doctor, a world apart in the examination room, both suffering under the expectations of a broken medical system.
In Chapters 3-5, O’Rourke shifts her focus by connecting her experience of illness to the flaws of the American medical system. She explains society’s paradigm shift from defining health as an issue of holistic “balance” to seeing it as a specific problem needing to be solved, or a microbe needing to be eliminated. When narrow-minded solutions of the medical system don’t work for patients like O’Rourke whose illnesses cannot be “solved,” severe isolation and loneliness are often the result for the patient. O’Rourke juxtaposes descriptions of her own loneliness with an emerging argument that illness does not have a single solution; instead, it manifests differently in each individual body. By following this thread with her research, O’Rourke is inevitably utilizing her own biographical, lived experience to advocate for change in the American medical system at the most fundamental levels.
Without a clear diagnosis from the medical system, O’Rourke doesn’t have language for her illness that is accessible to others. She thus offers a quotation from the scholar Christina Crosby: “Whenever you offer an account of yourself to others, you labor to present yourself as coherent and worthy of recognition and attention, as I am doing right now” (107). With this quotation, O’Rourke claims her book to be a labor and acknowledgment of her own coherence, despite the ways her illness defied that experience in her recent history. A diagnosis, for O’Rourke, would provide its own narrative: a cause, a solution, and a conclusion. Lacking such linear cohesion, she must write her own narrative and glean her own meaning from the chaos of her inexplicable suffering. Near the end of Chapter 4, O’Rourke’s social isolation leads her to find solace in books, particularly narratives about illness, and uses her reading to create a map linking her own experiences to those of other writers about chronic illness, which not only builds authority for her own project, but also gives her company in her own experiences of loneliness. Books seem to say: you’re not alone, and you have the power to craft your own story.
In Chapter 5, however, O’Rourke builds a pattern of storytelling that reflects the resistance she encounters in her own quest for knowledge; thus the cycle of seeking answers, getting none, and then questioning herself mirrors the maddening circles of autoimmune patients’ real-life search for answers from a medical system that constantly fails them. She writes:
The pattern is this: A patient goes to the doctor to explain that something seems very wrong. When tests turn nothing up, the patient is told she is fine, and emerges without answers, questioning everything she thought she knew about her body and her perceptions (116).
By articulating the ways in which her own authority on the topic of her illness is subverted by the system and its representatives, both of which inevitably pathologize her experience, O’Rourke invites an inquiry into why this happens, and how the individual is left so alone at the end of a failed diagnosis.
Her narrative also refuses to flinch away from the uncomfortable truth that the outcomes of an experience of healthcare vary tremendously based on not only a person’s illness, but also their race. O’Rourke faces this issue head-on in her narrative and actively links the systemic failures of the medical system to the systemic failures of society at large in order to emphasize the ways in which the healthcare system refuses to see patients as people. However, she also maintains the balance of her narrative by refusing to adopt an “us versus them” mindset and deliberately including doctors in the long list of those who are harmed by the failures of the American medical system. In support of both doctors and the patients they strive but fail to help, she closes with this image: “Their day was full of tests to order, bureaucracy to cut through, an education that taught them not to say, ‘I don’t know what’s wrong with you.’ And so we stood together in a tiny, antiseptic room, the doctor and the patient, a world apart” (136). Thus, her conclusion emphasizes the unnatural isolation imposed upon both doctor and patient, who, were they not trapped by a broken system, would ideally function together as a team to pursue healing.
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