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Monkey came to me the other night to ask me an important question.

She waited until I wasn’t distracted by one of my favorite TV shows, “The Walking Dead”.  However, she did ask during a commercial break, so I did miss part of the show.  It doesn’t matter.  I’m honored that she came to me.

Monkey is now 16.  Apparently, she’s been having some “woman issues” that has her concerned and asked me if I could make her an appointment with the doctor.

I asked her several questions to make sure I understood the nature of her concerns.  I’ll admit, my first thought was she is pregnant and I asked her if she thought she was (her boyfriend, while sweet as can be, is 18, so Hun and I have been insistent on chaperones and expectations – but they’re kids – they’ll do what they’ll do).  She insisted that she was not.  Other than being concerned that a pregnancy test at the doctor’s office might involve a needle, she was unconcerned that the doctor would require one.

Monkey is usually a horrible liar, so I’m as confident as I can be that she doesn’t believe she is pregnant, so I currently choose to believe she isn’t as well.

At one point during the conversation, my show came back on and Monkey pointed that out.  We weren’t done talking (the sound was already muted, but I didn’t think about it till later that I could have just paused the show on our DVR – duh!).  I told her that our conversation was much more important than any silly TV show.  I can’t be certain, but I think that made her feel better.

Towards the end of our conversation, I asked her if she had talked to her mom about these concerns.  She quietly said no.  When I asked why not, she just shrugged her shoulders and looked away.  I encouraged her to talk to her mom about this.  I reminded her that her dad and I only wanted her to be safe and healthy and the doctor may want to do some things that her mom didn’t agree with.  She nodded her head and we left the conversation there with me promising to make her an appointment.

This may end up being a battle with Jetsam.

Other than routine doctor appointments, she fights us on everything else medical related.

I suspect that one of the treatments the doctor will suggest is for Monkey to go on birth control.  Not because she is sexually active (although, she might be), but rather to help control her hormones.  If that happens, I am going to highly suggest an option that doesn’t require remembering to take pills.

And anything I suggest is automatically wrong in Jetsam’s opinion.

Once I have the appointment made, I’m going to set Monkey down and talk to her some more to make sure I understand why she hasn’t talked to her mom about this.  I’m also going to explain why I need her to talk to her mom about it.  Why she needs to be able to confidently stand up to her mom if she disagrees with her mom’s opinion, especially in regards to Monkey’s own health.

It’ll be an interesting next couple of weeks.

An Apple A Day

Hey there!  Hi!  How are you?  How have you been?

It’s been a while hasn’t it?  Sorry about that – I’ve been swamped at work and I’ve missed talking to you.  There’s been so much going on work wise, that I barely have time to worry about anything else.  I really hate the fact that I’ve been neglecting you though – I’m sorry about that.

I’ve got several stories to relate though, so I’ll try and catch you up on everything over the next several posts.  The first I found very funny and insulting all wrapped up in one easy to blog about post:

My latest doctor’s visit.

Yes, this doctor-phobic chick has actually seen multiple physicians in the last 45 days – probably more visits than my entire life (yes, I realize this is ironic considering I now work in the Medical Staff Office with physicians as my full time job).  The Internal Medicine doctor (the Latin lady that “thinks” she’s funny by making me laugh about being a “difficult” patient) referred me to an endocrinologist for my thyroid diagnosis.

He (the endocrinologist) did my exam, studied my lab work and sonogram results, did another quickie sonogram in his office and declared me to be “a broken down old car”.

{Harumph!}

Really?  A broken down old car?  Me?  Great….

Seriously – he said this to me.  Or rather waxed poetic with, “When you have an old vehicle with a dented fender, a leaking transmission, torn up interior and a flat tire – you can fix the dent, repair the leak and replace the interior; but if you don’t change the flat tire, you’re not going to go anywhere.”  He seems to think that my lack of energy is not so much thyroid related, but rather a case of my previously-injured knee hurting me, so I don’t bother to do anything so it doesn’t hurt.

His diagnosis for a better me?  Replace the flat tire (fix the knee), more lab work to check other hormones/vitamin levels (check the leaking transmission), work on losing weight (fix the dented fender), complete a sleep study for possible sleep apnea (ripped interior), and do all of this before the next appointment in 30 days.

HA!

He’s lucky that I even bothered to show up to see HIM let alone complete all of these assignments in the next month.

Well, it’s been a month since I’ve seen him.

I’m happy to report that I did see a new orthopedist for my knee (I hated the doctor that did the original surgery).  He let me know that all of the exercises I was originally doing a year ago were what reinjured my knee and gave me a list of new exercises to do.  The good news is I will not need additional surgery any time soon (like I feared and why I hadn’t been back when the pain first started back up), the bad news is I’m going to have to get shots to help the beginning stage arthritis that is setting in – I’m just waiting on insurance at this point to approve the treatment.  Boo to more needles!

I did follow through on the additional blood tests.  For me, if I don’t have an appointment set, it’s a good possibility that I’m not going to show up to do what you want me to do.  I have to have that prompt and a reminder to do this event – especially if it involves pain and needles.  So, for me to willingly and without an appointment set up walk in to the clinic to have blood taken is a big deal.  Seriously – why do people willingly let someone else to cause them pain?  They’re just not right in the head.

I did not follow through with the wonderful opportunity to subject myself to someone staring at me while I sleep.  After Hun and I talked, we decided that the sleep study for sleep apnea was probably premature and going over-board in the “making sure everything is examined” aspect of today’s medicine treatments.  We’re both pretty sure that the minor issues I’m having with sleeping and tiredness are all weight related since I’ve gained so much weight in the last 2 years (more than I want to admit to even on here….but neither am I some 400 pound dude sitting in my momma’s basement either).

But for me – the icing on the cake was my follow up appointment with the endocrinologist earlier this week.  Well…actually with his Physician’s Assistant (which, by the way, I like her much, MUCH better – she didn’t call me a broken down old car!).  My thyroid levels are still not where they need to be – still very low; so an adjustment to those meds are happening.  My vitamin levels are wacky – very low on Vitamin D and B12 – both of which will also contribute to feelings of no energy.  I did get a pat on the back and an “Atta-girl!” for following up on my knee and getting new exercises to be working on.

But, there are more pills, more blood tests, and more doctors in my future.

Have I mentioned how much I hate going to the doctor?