To the doctor we go!

I don’t like doctors, it’s not a secret.  Docs represent bad news to me, for the most part.  It was kind of a family joke that my brother and I grew up in hospitals as we almost always had grandparents who were in the hospital.  I always thought I would grow up to be a nurse but maybe spending a lot of my childhood in the hospital took that desire away from me.  I doubt it but…

Anyway, tomorrow I go to the doc for the first time in a LONG time.  No insurance means no doctors visits which isn’t good for someone like me.  It’s time for a med review (Celiac Disease is linked to other autoimmune diseases, thyroid disease is one of them) and just to chat with the doc about Celiac Disease and how I’m handling it.  Also a time to do a little education with my doc as most docs just don’t understand Celiac Disease.

So, tomorrow I go to the doc and am hoping that everything will come back just a-ok.  If I’m honest with myself, I know I haven’t been feeling well and I’m hoping that whatever it is can be fixed easily.  I don’t like feeling not myself:  tired all the time, upset stomachs, etc.  So, while it’s time, I am not looking forward to it.  I’m almost scared.

Here’s to hoping for a clean bill of health…


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