I went to the doc today to get the results of the tests he ran. He whipped out the standard test results first and said "You're a healthy woman. You're an incredibly healthy woman for your size."
Fuck you doc.
Then he whipped out the other test results and those were the results that were all about hormones and nutients. Pretty much anything that is stress related in me is completely depleted. Vitamins? Deficiant. Hormones? Barely there. The doc explained it all as "When you are stressed out you'll eventually run out of that."
It seems I did not handle the whole moving ordeal gracefully. Luckily I haven't stopped whining about how hard it is to move, so it's not as if I was pretending I was a moving champion. My bankrupt adrenals are not a surprise. This new doc sent me home with a bag of replacement supplements. It was weird to be given a bottle(s) of stuff without doing some arm resistance to make sure they are right for me. I miss my stepford chiro. I'll take the supplements. Fingers crossed. I gotta get over this hump.
I tried yet another chiro this morning. He did do some stuff to my neck, and I'll go back until the current pain has subsided but 1. It wasn't a love connection, I can tell he's not going to be the guy for me and 2. he is moving offices to even farther away from me. This should not be so hard!! How many chiros can a girl sample before finding a right one? It's about to drive me crazy. Doodies.
I only cried once today about Y@le. I'm already thinking about how to reapply. Rolling on rolling on. That is what I do.