where'd it go?

I can't believe i have to go back to work tomorrow... it doesn't feel like I've had a weekend... probably because i slept for most of it. I had lots of things I wanted to get done this weekend but overwhelming exhaustion and enervation meant that my body decided sleep was more important than anything else.

I did manage to wake up and get myself to the doctor for my appointment on Saturday. Explained what's been going and he said the likely causes are PCOS, fibroids, hormone imbalance, or thyroid. He got the nurse to take 8 (EIGHT!) vials of my blood and I have to go have an ultrasound this week some time. Taking the blood was funny, the nurse had the usual trouble people have finding veins in me that seem sufficiently promising to deliver up blood, but eventually found one on the inside of my left wrist, just above my tattoo, and she poked it few times, checked the back of my hand again, the crook of my elbow again, went back to my wrist, and said it felt like the best option but hmmmmm... very sensitive area! It will hurt here, people never like blood taken from here. She started to feel around elsewhere again, and I had to talk her into taking it from my wrist, eventually convincing her that if I could tolerate a tattoo there, I could cope with one little needle :)

I really like my GP, I've been seeing him for close to two years now, and never once in that time has he brought up my weight, or done the lazy-doctor thing of blaming everything on the fact that I'm fat. This visit however, he did bring it up, unfortunately (for him) he started the conversation with "Have you heard of gastric banding surgery?". I explained to him that I have, and I am very opposed to it from an ethical viewpoint, and the reasons why. My respect for him went back up when he listened to me, nodded, and we then had probably the best discussion of weight and health I have ever had with a medical professional. He was shocked and appalled when I said that one of the reasons I like him as my GP is that he DOESN'T blame everything on my weight, he asked if that has happened with other doctors and was amazed when I said that it happens to nearly every fat person with a disturbing majority of doctors. I talked about HAES, and he knew what I was talking about and agrees with it. We talked about diet and exercise and I was frank and honest that I do eat too much, and don't exercise enough, but I do eat lots of vegies and fruit and I ride my bike and I walk everywhere, and he said that he knows I'm healthy, I'm obviously healthy because I don't have chronic health problems, I'm not on medications, my blood pressure is good, and he's been seeing me long enough to know that none of that is a fluke... but he also pointed out that my age is now creeping up, and with my weight I am going to start noticing an impact on my joints, and at some point I might want to think about reducing my body mass. I agreed with him. I can't explain how wonderful it was to have such a sensible and rational conversation with a health professional about weight! I said as much to him, and thanked him, and he said I'm obviously intelligent and understand the issues, and it's my body, and I am responsible for it, and he won't ever hassle me about my weight as long as I am healthy. I love my GP :) Dr Jacob Hui at Campsie Medhealth Centre, Beamish St (opp World of Fruit) if anyone's interested :) Oh, and he bulk-bills :)

Dinner and couching with Ange and Shane last night was lovely as always... and today i dragged myself into town for Paddling/Caning workshop... putting a workshop the day after MG party was a mistake... oh well... small but good.

Bed again very soon... guitar class tomorrow night, need to do lots of sewing on Tues and Wed evenings so that corset is pretty well finished for last corset-making class on Thurs... that was one of the things i wanted to get done this weekend... *sigh* oh well...