I guess I owe you guys an update. I’ve been antisocial again. I’m just processing everything that happened at my new doctor on Friday. I find the whole medical profession so frustrating. I mean, it’s hard to know something is wrong and have no one take you seriously. I don’t know.
Without putting my medical issues all over the interwebs, I’ll just say that I have 75% of the symptoms of a progesterone deficiency. That’s what I believe I have. It’s making weight loss harder than it should be; it’s making my relationship with my husband difficult; it’s making my anxiety and depression do crazy things; it’s just ruining my life.
I tried to get it all sorted out two-ish years ago. I have mentioned this appointment and all the fail that it entailed before.
So, I finally found the strength to get over my doctor-phobia and make this appointment, and I don’t know what to think. She didn’t totally brush me off, but I don’t know.
I’ll start from the beginning…
First, the front desk people had all sorts of issues figuring out my insurance. They were on the phone with the insurance company for 40 minutes. Umm… I’ve never ever ever had issues like this in the 5+ years I’ve had this insurance. I’ve been to doctors, hospitals, therapists, pharmacies, everything. It’s never been an issues.
Then, the nurse was clueless. They had put my name in the computer as ‘Pamlea,’ and she went in to fix it. Yeah, I ended up having to type my name in. How hard is it to spell ‘Pamela’??? It definitely reminded me of that scene from Step Brothers. Hilarious.
She was really nice, but ugh. I don’t think she realized how stupid and rude she sounded. We were talking about everything from my anxiety to my lack of weight loss. I had a list of stuff that took up a whole sheet of paper, front and back. She was asking standard questions about what types of foods I ate, what exercise I do, all that fun stuff.
She definitely told me that the whole reason I can’t lose weight is because I drink regular soda once every few months. Yeah. She’s like ‘if you switch to diet, the weight will just melt off.’ RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHT, because I’m fat due to drinking 8-12oz of soda ever 2-3 months, if that.
Then, she told me to do weight watchers (which I’ve kinda tried, but without actually joining), because everyone loses weight on weight watchers. There’s no other way to do it.
So, no one in history has ever lost weight while drinking an occasional soda and doing weight watchers. Hahahahahaha. Bitch.
I was near tears by time she left; it really felt like last time when no one wanted to listen to me.
Thankfully, though, the doctor did agree that I needed some tests. She ordered like 5 things that I have to go get blood taken for on Monday. There are a few standard tests and two thyroid function tests. As far as I can google, none of them measure hormone levels.
So, she agrees something is wrong, but didn’t order the test for the thing I think it is. I guess we’ll see what happens with all these other tests and go from there. It might be included in one of the standard blood panels. Can’t they tell if you’re pregnant from those? So, hormones should be on them. I don’t know. I’m holding out to see.
So, I’ll go Monday morning to have blood drawn, then I’ll have to make an appointment in two weeks to see what the results say. She did say, ‘we’ll do these tests and go from there.’ So, hopefully that means that she really does believe me and will order more tests if need be. If not, I’m going to have no issue finding another doctor. I’m sick of this shit. Really.
Sorry I’m being a potty mouth. I usually swear like a sailor, but I try to keep my blogs semi-clean. I give up because I’m so over this situation. I’ll try harder next time.
I wanted to keep everyone updated about my running progress. I’m doing a 5k to 10k program that is 6 weeks long. I think I’m going to try to do one posts a week. That way my writing doesn’t become running-centric again.
So, week 1 was good. All three runs this week were 8 minutes of running, 1 minute of walking, repeated 5 times, if that makes sense…
Before I type out my times, I’m going to let you guys know that I’m a slow runner. I’m short. I have disproportionately shorter legs. I have a tight stride (although I am working on opening it up). I’m slow. Here’s my run data though:
So, as you can see, I improved with each run. I’m pretty happy with that! I shaved 47 seconds of my average pace. Not too bad.
I’ll start week 2 either tomorrow or Monday. This one will be a bit more difficult, but nothing too bad. It’s 12 minutes of running, 1 minute of walking, repeated 4 times.
My c25k program was measured in distance after the first two weeks. I’m really hoping that this one switches, too. I like to work on distance rather than time since I’m so slow.
So, that’s all I have. This has been a lot of rambling, and hopefully everyone made it through without being too bored.
How is everyone’s weekend going?