The 'stick' rambling....

"Do you think you need to see a psychiatrist?"

k....

It was a legitimate question from the gastro-doc--and I didn't find it the least bit offensive, though I'm clear I did get a bit defensive.
He'd obviously read the volumes of medical history. Anyone who plods through all that.....deserves an answer...LOL....if not a medal.


The problem is suddenly waking up six months later to discover you've gone down 4.....k.....5 dress sizes. Now there's something most folks would celebrate. And honestly--was a time I'd set that as a goal.......and weighed in at 86 pounds.

NOT healthy for a gal who's 5'8".
I have no clue what I weigh today.
I haven't stepped 'forwards' on a scale since I was in treatment for the eating disorder.
I do know I've not worn this size since I WAS in treatment.


And I know the girl called me 'a stick' when we were doing retail therapy this week.

I know himself is wayyyyyy neurotic over all this.
I know the sister is concerned.....(but she's gotta stop calling himself--it just adds fuel to his neurosis! Like he's not neurotic enough?!)


Heck, I'm concerned...why do they think I've kept pushing the envelope on this deal?!
*sigh*
But I'm thinkin' it's a good thing that I'm concerned.......cuz if I wasn't--THEN we'd be having a problem on top of the problem.

Doc's gone looking for what might have been missed--he sent me to another doc who ordered the 'up-periscope' test yesterday....in case the CT missed something. BOTH doc's have now put me through a whole buncha tests.....and I gotta say--I'm getting pretty tired of tests.

I'm getting tired, period.....

And I'd like it if people would cease looking at me sideways.....and looking at me like I'm lying to them.



k.....I earned the last part of that one.

I do have a history of lying to people about health stuff......

I hate getting to lay in the bed that I made. *sigh*



This fella I saw last week thinks doc's probably right in what he's been doing to solve the problem. He wanted to rule out what might have been missed.

It's working with an immune deficient person that makes it a tad tricky.......and time consuming.



k......








TIME'S UP.





*sigh*

Rawr.

I had to do the up-periscope testy thingy....



And the girl called me a STICK, forcryingoutloud.....