you either want to be with me or be me
The battle to explain me medically rages on.
I had my first B-12 shot on Friday and I have yet to feel any effects. This is probably because it will take awhile to build up to optimal treatment levels. Or because I think I have a sinus infection. Or because I started a new med for my thyroid and I didn't sleep on Friday night.
Next month I go back to the doctor's for another B-12 shot, and they will be teaching me how to give myself the shots so that I'm not always forced to go to a doctor's office. Now, I have faced many medical obstacles and I thought I would be just fine with whatever gets handed to me, but I must admit that I'm a little bit worried about this part. I'm sure that it will get easier, but for right now I'm still a little weirded out by the thought of sticking myself with a needle. Granted, it is a small needle, but still.
They are running my blood for celiac disease. I am going to be absolutely crushed if it comes back positive - all of the things I like to eat have gluten in them! Guess I should eat them while I can... Again, I know it will be possible to adapt to this, but it will feel like a kick in the pants to have all this shit wrong with me and then be denied things like cake and Pop-Tarts on top of it.
I won't even go into all the rest of the drama that's alive and well in my life - I'll just say that none of it is medical, and for that I am grateful.
Happy Valentine's Day!
I had my first B-12 shot on Friday and I have yet to feel any effects. This is probably because it will take awhile to build up to optimal treatment levels. Or because I think I have a sinus infection. Or because I started a new med for my thyroid and I didn't sleep on Friday night.
Next month I go back to the doctor's for another B-12 shot, and they will be teaching me how to give myself the shots so that I'm not always forced to go to a doctor's office. Now, I have faced many medical obstacles and I thought I would be just fine with whatever gets handed to me, but I must admit that I'm a little bit worried about this part. I'm sure that it will get easier, but for right now I'm still a little weirded out by the thought of sticking myself with a needle. Granted, it is a small needle, but still.
They are running my blood for celiac disease. I am going to be absolutely crushed if it comes back positive - all of the things I like to eat have gluten in them! Guess I should eat them while I can... Again, I know it will be possible to adapt to this, but it will feel like a kick in the pants to have all this shit wrong with me and then be denied things like cake and Pop-Tarts on top of it.
I won't even go into all the rest of the drama that's alive and well in my life - I'll just say that none of it is medical, and for that I am grateful.
Happy Valentine's Day!