Day four - when it medically rains, it medically hurricanes!

So here is how my last two years have been playing out, medically at least.
At the start of last year I broke my leg in three places. I fell down some stairs and it was one of those things that, the second I hit the ground, I knew it was broken. It took 9 screws, 2 pins, a steel rod ( and a partridge in a pear tree) to fix the damage. I was bed rested for 5 weeks, in a wheelchair for 3 months ( with a cast that entire time), then had to do physical therapy and where a walking cast for 5 months after that.
This year I have been dealing with some very serious medical problems. Unfortunately the larger problem has not been the medical problems but rather the doctors who are "helping" me with these problems. I have seen 7 doctors since January and have run a massive amount of test, the real cheap ones ;). They have diagnosed me with a chronic disorder, and diagnosed me 95% of the way on about  4 other things...... Everyone is saying something different. This ordeal has taken a large toll on my moral, attitude, etc in not a very good place.
Sometimes these things get to you to not a very positive place. You feel like "why me"? Unfortunately it puts you in a place where you start thinking very egocentric, like why does it seem like this crap just won't quit, or why does it seem like we have more problems than anyone else we know, or any other absurd thought that really translates into self pity.
The reason I tell this tale of woe is that my dad has been getting sick over the past couple of months and they can not find out what is causing it. He had been airlifted to Des Moines and stayed a few days, a few months later he had to go to the hospital for the same problem, ran test (cheap ones like mine) to try to find out what was wrong with nothing found, and last night he had the same problem and had to do an overnight stay at the hospital. He had to use his epinephrine pin, which had no affect, then they had to load him with Benadryl and other medications, and then his oxygen dropped so low they had to put him on a rebreather.
Again, another tale of woe, not the positive spin I am supposed to be talking about but it is coming, I promise! Here it is:
                     This is a lot going on in one family but somehow my family is still making it and working harder together than ever. Everyone is checking on everyone, we call and texting to make sure all is going well, and trying to see each other more. I am realizing that sometime life has to go this way to make a family stronger and refocused. Family matter, first and foremost! This family will work through all of this and be stronger at the other end. Now I have said "the family" enough to sound like we are part of the Mofia so I am gonna leave it with this: I love and deeply care about my dad, my mom, my three brothers, my sister-in-law, my sisters, my wife, my daughters, my niece, and my soon-to-be nephew, and I know they all feel the same about me!