Well, I finally got around to seeing my new doctor. I like him, so far; he’s much better than the condescending Clinic doctor I had for so many years. The one who misread my symptoms so that I wound up in the ED in observation with severe abdominal pains from a gallbladder attack.
We talked about my working out and not seeing results on the scale. He ordered some preliminary tests run to check the odd thing here and there, and — believe it or not — I’ll have the results back tomorrow! I used to wait weeks at CCF and a lot of times I never heard unless I called in. If they deliver here, that’ll be a big plus in their favor.
I just want to know where I am on this. Basically, I feel pretty good. My blood pressure was 116/68 (pas mal!) — I think my blood counts should be normal, and if we can just get this issue licked, I’ll be so happy. Well, that, and trying to figure out why I have messed up balance and very little coordination. It’s frustrating; I took ballet and tap classes when I was young and even when I was older and had put on some weight, I could watch someone dance and duplicate what they did. Now, I consider it a victory to walk without stumbling.
So, we’ll see.