For months I was degenerating last winter and my new primary care doctor couldn't care less. He was irritated that I was so adamant about getting relief on a time-table less than 6+ weeks when I was already in the throes of exhaustion. It got to the point that I began to suffer from motor functioning unbenknownst to me. I thought my manual transmission was having problems. It was my exhaustion! I could not operate the clutch with enough delicate release so I was continually bucking the car into 1st gear!
I was sure the car had a tranny problem, but my wife could drive it fine. I was perplexed as the issue persisted. After fighting with pcp, insurer, and some go-between known as "care corps" I was able to get a new CPAP machine. Within a week of therapy my transmission magically stopped bucking.
I commuted two hours a day in and out of a major metropolitan area. I had already taken so many days off of work this year, I was at risk of losing my next year's contract. I had to go to keep going to work. All the while I had to spend every waking moment on the phone with doctors and insurers. I thank God for helping me get through it. Without Jesus, I would have cracked completely.