Now, picture me, doctorless for like 4 months while Dr. S is on maternity leave, bonding with her little baby girl. Although I'm ecstatic for Dr. S, those months gradually got worse and worse. Irregular sleep patterns, insomnia, chronic back pain...oh, you know. Those things that are just fucking terrible.
Well, today, I was able to see Dr. S and she did so much more than I ever could have hoped for.
- Without me saying a word, she sensed that I was depressed (and was 110% correct) and put me on a non-SSRI (I can't take them) anti-depressant which doubled as a sleep aid. And it's not a controlled substance, so that's awesome
- Per my request, she set me up with a counselor
- She also set me up with a physical therapist...
- ...and a psychiatrist in case I ever needed to go back on my anxiety medication or any other serious medications.
- She read my labs and diagnosed me (again) as anemic with iron and vitamin D deficiencies and promptly prescribed vitamins that my insurance would cover
- She gave me a flu shot
- Lastly, she hooked me up with some anus cream for my stupid hemorrhoid
What a day! It took some running around, peeing in cups and waiting at the pharmacy, but all in all, it was a good day.
It's always bittersweet when I have my labs examined. I'm still, technically, undiagnosed. I'm always happy to know that I'm not cancerous, diabetic, etc. But then there are still no answers. Y'know?
Either way, I'm grateful that something came up on the labs that's easily treated. And these conditions are likely mostly contributing to my epic fatigue. So, here we go! Fighting fatigue one day at a time!
