I’ve wanted to establish myself with a ‘real’ doctor for some time now. Around here, it seems like all you usually get to see are nurse practitioners or PA’s. Nothing against them, it just feels good to actually see a doctor sometimes. Anyway, thanks to someone kind enough to give me a referral, I found one.
Three were a lot of things I liked on her web site, but at the same time, there were little hints here and there that said she might be a little pushier than I’d prefer. I have to admit, I kind of had myself worked up anticipating the appointment.
However, it went VERY well. She had actually read the new patient info that I had completed (all 10-12 or so pages, which were very detailed). She is very thorough, genuine, and really likes what she does.
That’s the good news. The not so good news is she thinks my thyroid is a little low (per the endocrinology scale). We discussed it thoroughly and whether or not I should try Thyroid hormone. I decided to do what she suggested and give it a try for about 3 weeks to see if I can tell a difference in my energy level, etc.
Sometimes I frustrate myself with my aversion to medicine. I did mention it to her and told her I didn’t know why. However, AFTER I left, I remembered – duh! I DO know why; I just don’t really know how to get past it. I can attribute it to my mom and step-dad. He was addicted to Darvon. I watched my mom, more than once, call a doctor’s office (he had prescriptions from several), and lie about what mishap had occurred causing him to need it refilled early. And then there was my mom. She was a hypochondriac; you could tell her that a friend of a friend of a friend was ill and had such and such symptoms; within a couple days SHE would have those same symptoms. She would look through a drug book and determine what meds she thought she needed to take. Then she’d come home from a doctor’s appointment all upset because they didn’t prescribe the same drugs she was convinced she needed.
I found all of this so disturbing that until I had kids and couldn’t take a nap for a headache, I wouldn’t even take an aspirin. So, bottom line is I pretty much know why I feel the way I do; I just don’t know how to get past it. Oh well.
Then there’s work. Apparently we’ve lost another person in our department and, of course, she’s not being replaced. So my work load is getting heavier again. I already have not been taking breaks and struggle to get my work done. Not to mention that I have lots to do to get ready for my new position in the new building. Between the work load and all the negativity (we have a couple that like to keep the pot stirred, but because of the friendship one of them has with a higher-up, nothing will change), work is very stressful right now. I’m sure the stress isn’t doing my hormones any good. Oh well.
All in all, I seem to be doing okay with staying within my calorie range most days. I’m trying to get in more exercise, and am supposed to be walking the Steamboat Classic next Saturday, but I have to confess… activity is very hard for me right now. I just don’t seem to have any energy to get up and move. They say exercise increases your energy, but finding the energy to exercise in the first place is a toughie.
Enough rambling for one day….