I know its only Thursday and I generally save my Weeeee's until Friday, but damn it! I feel pretty darn good.
Yes I still have work stress, and those other pressures and worries that don't leave without real work being put into them. But after being in a funk for so long, and knowing that I've done very little to improve my mental well being, I'm feeling confident, psychosomatic or not, those pills were the cause of the depression and other more gory symptoms.
I have not gotten to talk to my doctor yet because he was on vacation until the 15th, and sometimes its just easier to wait to talk to your own doctor then to go through all of the history with someone that doesn't have time to listen to you (YAY Kaiser!).
Knowing that I should see my doctor when he returned, I called the 'appointment center'. The rep told me that the computer said his next available appointment was in mid-October. Thankfully she realized this was not acceptable, so she put me in the advice nurse queue. I got to tell my whole story to the 3rd advice nurse I've talked to since I decided to do something about the evil pill and hormone hell. I've noticed that each nurse hears different parts of the story, and focuses on different issues. The bad part of this is that they are the one's writing up the message that goes to the doctor, who is the only one that can override the computer's scheduling to get me in earlier.
I don't know if this last nurse did such a bang up job in capturing my grief, because the next day my doctor's nurse called to schedule my urgent appointment.... for September (Please remember, this call took place 2 weeks ago). I'm thrilled that an appointment in 3 weeks is considered urgent.
At this point, I'm not concerned about the wait to see the doctor because I took it upon myself to stop taking the pill and my symptoms seem to be subsiding. My body is figuring out how to manage its own hormone levels, and I'm much happier for it. Hopefully I won't get schooled for stopping the pill. And hopefully he won't find other, more serious causes for the hell.
3 comments:
If he's any kind of a good doctor, he'll see that you had no choice. don't let him fool you into any other wonder pills either!! haha Ok, I'm not going to let them fool me into any more wonder pills :D
Pills are sometimes the devils friend. They almost always wack me out. Sometimes you have to take on the role of doctor, because after all you know your body and what is working and what is not. I am glad you are feeling better.
Sometimes you just have to make those kinds of decisions for yourself. Doctors don't always know what is best for you.
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