I have HUGE faith in the body's ability to heal itself. People recover from things no one (including the foremost medical experts) ever thought possible.
I personally know for a FACT that those trained in the field can make mistakes and misjudge scenarios a fair amount on occasion. They are still only human after all and people do make mistakes.
I've mentioned in the pond before that I was in a terrible auto-accident in early 2004. My body was cut from the wreckage and taken to the hospital. My family was told that they should prepare for a one-legged guy strapped to a wheelchair in the mental rehab center (Glenrose, great people for staff BTW) with a drool-bucket attached.
They decided to keep the leg on the chance it may heal enough to make it useful again. It was curled up in crumpled metal to more than a 360 degree loop, and all below the knee. I was in a coma for weeks and they rebuilt the leg with a titanium rod for a bone.
The doctors also deduced that from the swelling of my brain that I must have been a terrible alcoholic and/or drug abuser at the time of my accident. My room-mate set them straight in that regard and told them that I had a typical growing up but that that was a long, long time ago.
After regaining consciousnes a handful of weeks later they tried to explain to me that I had all these problems and would likely be with them for quite some time. Everything was very cloudy from the brain damage but I grasped enough to realize that if I wanted to go home and try to rebuild my life, I would hafta try and jump through hoops well enough for them to deem me capable. The blank stares became less frequent and I had progressed far enough to finally be discharged from the Glenrose only a handful of weeks after arriving.
It was sad and a bit depressing to see some of the poor individuals there and hear how long some had already suffered, often as well as their gloomy prognosis. When I went back to say my thank-yous (U of A hospital and Glenrose) a good year later I asked a few how it was possible for me to have recovered to where I was when they had made such bleak predictions. They generally replied that they don't know how some of the diagnosises were arrived at, nor how I could have recovered as much as I had. In a nutshell, they said "it doesn't add up but if I were in your shoes, I'd thank my lucky stars and be grateful and not complain, because things looked far worse than they turned out"
SEE!!! Sometimes stubborn can be a GOOD thing. 