Struggling to hold onto “splendid.”
It has been challenging to advocate for myself & get the care I need.
Last month I had a consultation with a new bariatric surgeon with the interest in a revision on my bypass. While there, I noticed an associate there specializes in age management medicine, and I scheduled a consult with him regarding hrt.
Well over a month later I am no closer to the goal of either the bypass revision or actually getting hrt; however, the blood tests the doctors ordered showed crazy high testosterone & cortisol, and I decided to finally get a consult with an endocrinologist to tend to any underlying issues that are contributing to my rage, depression, anxiety, and sleep issues.
Today started off with a trip to the lab for a dexamethasone suppression test which the endocrinologist ordered to rule out Cushings. Later in the day I had my first appt with a new gyno.
Very glad I changed doctors. I felt seen, heard, validated. In both cases neither were able to provide me hrt, but the endo is thorough and will address everything else, and the gyno gave me the name of a colleague at NYU that might be able to help me.
Maharajah is in India visiting family & attending an ashram. So in the interim, I am emptying all our closets and purging out and organizing what I can. I am making progress but it is slow.
At the moment I am no where close to getting the bathroom project done. It is a real struggle trying to find a general contractor interested in working on my project. I have enough things in the house that need doing—I could keep someone busy for a while. Whatever. It’ll get done eventually.
Struggling to regulate my moods and sleep. And feeling even more isolated since M is away. And I feel like everyone is out there experiencing life and I am just too busy surviving.
