Osteoarthritis is the most common rheumatic disease and it is degenerative in nature. Its frequency can be explained by prolonged life expectancy as well as unhealthy habits that most modern people have. It is characterized by deterioration of cartilage which is present in joints. Although it can affect any part of our body, it usually affects bigger joints such as knees. This comes as a no…
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The tests were not what Dr. S. had thought they would be, white blood count still too high, hematocrits still too low (which is troubling because it's hard to know if it's because of an internal bleed or my iron being fucked ect.), my sugars are off the charts bad along with my a1c. Insert first new medication here - thankfully it's not Metformin because that shit made me sick for years. Other tests that weren't what she expected at all were my pancreatic enzymes (they were normal and she thought they would be bad), and my thyroid is still wonky so... more pills.
The one shining moment in this whole thing that has made me not want to curl up in a ball of despair is the fact that she feels like I am strong enough now, in a good enough head space now, to see their nutritionist - who doesn't just do nutrition but deals with food issues on the whole. Dr. S. promises that she would give Miss. L. a heads up that my anxiety and general distrust of medical professionals makes me more vulnerable - which I was almost really sad about until Dr. S. followed with "I see a change in you, you're ready to face this head on, but it doesn't mean we shouldn't be gentle with you, that you should have to go somewhere you don't feel safe". It's really weird to feel like your doctor not only understands but like cares that your issues feel insurmountable to you.
Then to round off the good day, we went to see the Bebes who are not so much Bebes anymore. Em's a lil bruiser and Im pretty sure Clara broke my spleen but it was nice to be loved on and extra nice that Clara wanted me to hold her when she was having a little melt down. When we were walking into the house she kept saying "SaraSaraSaraSaraSara" and doing this little happy dance. It kind of made up for how crappy I've felt lately.