When I was fighting for 2 years prior to receiving my bladder cancer diagnosis, I knew something was wrong. I knew it. The ER docs kept running tests and saying there were no signs of infection, yet still, I was supposed to believe that I had a UTI or bladder infection. Repeatedly. I questioned it, repeatedly. Still, I was brushed off. I remember asking, “Don’t those things resolve with medications? This is not resolving, it’s getting worse.”  “Well, just try this and come back if it doesn’t go away,” I was nonchalantly told. I pleaded that this was me already coming back.  How is it the patient’s responsibility to figure…