Great in theory, but still doesn't make the full blown emotional meltdown I've worked myself into preparing for my lucky doctor any easier. I'm sure she'll be thrilled to see me walk in with these tomorrow:
I've just never gone to a doctor appointment feeling so darn healthy (and with such a need to prepare).I mean really...
- blood, gore, festering sores - nope
- twisted or tweaked joints - nope
- fever, chills, fluids coming out the wrong faucets - nope
- ringing ears, dizziness, other irritable body actions- nope
Nope when she asks me how I'm doing, I'll just stammer something like, "ummm yes, I uh came here today cuz well I'd like uh like you to help me to treat my ummm well I have no symptoms, but several doctors told me that my bloodwork is a bit wacked out and that uh there are some studies with freaking huge sample sizes that say I could be a risk of dementia, parkinsons, heart disease, shattering bones and probably other crap I don't know to ask about which all sounds pretty miserable."
I guess its good that I'm going, because those are some pretty bad side effects of not dealing with this at some point. If only I hadn't promised myself that that point was tomorrow's appointment. I probably shouldn't have linked my personal deadline to the appointment, I already have enough avoidance issues with the medical community as is. Now I feel this huge hormone replacement deadline crashing down on me. Perhaps I'll need to set another arbitary one for myself. Maybe a good season or half year from now:) Don't want to rashly race into dealing with something the doctors and I have successfully been overlooking/denying for YEARS!
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