I was freaking out, like on-the-verge-of-tears upset, when boyfriend called. I told him about what the doc said and he talked me down. I was still upset and frustrated, but he said "hey, at least you have a doctor that cares."
And it's true. It's so fucking true.
I'm a straight-A student. I don't like failing. I don't like disappointing people. When I set my mind to something, I DO IT. So you can imagine how insurmountable this health challenge feels -- to dedicate myself to getting better every single day in every single aspect and I'm not seeing results. I really need to see results. But boyfriend had a good point when he said I can't worry about the numbers. He said I can't worry about what's going on with my bicarbonate levels or what my potassium reading is, that's what I pay the doctor for.
I'll keep doing my thing, and she can do her doctor thing.
And I have a really good doctor.
My appetite made a reappearance about an hour ago but I didn't want to eat so I made a tall mug of green tea. How's that for BOO YA.
Also, I pounded out a killer powerpoint for my presentation tonight. ON A FREAKING ROLL.
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