Ugh. Dizzy again. Headaches and dizzy. I work in the wellness field, I understand fitness and nutrition, and the biggest health issues that face my age group, as well as the ones that are heavy risk factors in my family. But here I am, exhausted and gaining weight, still making a minimum of five miles daily, and with a physician who thinks I am clueless about what I am putting in my body.
Over a year ago, I selected an osteopath. I thought he seemed thorough. We went over the weird weight gain, funny symptoms, my exercise and nutrition. I had the blood work done, but after my aunt moved to town; I was unable to go back for follow up when he found nothing. When I was done teaching for the spring semester, I made my appointment for before the kids were done with school.
The doctor was quite rushed, and seemed to disagree with my assessments. My symptoms are worse, the headaches are almost ever present, and I cry reading book covers. Book covers. And not even sad ones. I mean the ones on the third grade rack at the school book fair. My joints hurt, the symptoms coincide with my hyper-frequent cycles, but he thinks I am unaware of what I eat and becoming diabetic, he doesn’t think my hormones are out of whack. Funny that. But he is testing them anyway, to humor me.
Well, I did the blood draw a few days ago, so after the long weekend, I should be able to call and schedule the follow up. Hopefully there will be an answer. At the end of the day, I figure that once I learn to get to the bottom of this, having to overcome the goofy stuff should make me a better trainer. At least, I should understand what my clients are going through. Maybe even be better able to help them ask the right questions when I refer them back to their own physicians.
I just hope he listens to me and works with me next appointment. In the mean time, tomorrow is yoga day. That should be fun!
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