I have never felt such a moment of relief and peace. So as anyone who follows me knows, I have a slew of health problems that have taken absolutely forever to begin to address and have often led to my ingestion of medication that more often than not gave terrible side effects. It has been a heart wrenching, emotionally taxing time for me and in the last year my fiancé too. Well, today for the irat time in a very long time I felt something incredible. Something indescribable: hope.
I had a trip to the ER last Monday with horrible pain in my lower abdomen, essentially where my ovary sits. They did every test they could without laprascopically taking a look and in the end said for me to se a gyno as I may have endometriosis. This was a hue shock as my aunt had it before having a hysterectomy in her 50s, and as a teen I had poor luck with my cycle (I bled way too much and too often). This led my other aunt to help me find a NaPro doctor (a doctor trained in the Creighton Model fertility tracking and natural progesterone therapy treatments). We found one and I made the call. Turns out it is a male who does it, but I made an appointment with a female he worked with. There was a bit of a mix up as she doesn’t do NaPro, but I decided to try it out anyway. I currently see an NP through my university clinic and it has been a slow and arduous journey, having a GP would be much faster.
Turns out she was a Dr forte military and did two years of residency or internal medicine (so treating all the people who had things wrong) and when she left the military her husband was posted to a town near Vancouver where she held a practice… A practice where he followed her patients and treated her patients for everything! They go to the ER, she gets called in, they get hospitalized, she follows them at the hospital, they have a baby, she delivers it! The only thing she didn’t do herself was psychiatry, but she worked very closely with the psychiatrists and has a good grip on emotional problems a well as physical. Now if that wasn’t good enough, she has spent the last four years learning about gluten and the effects of celiac disease and gluten intolerance, which she in turn teaches her patients. I having celiac find this a breath of fresh air like none other. But wait! There’s more! She doesn’t believe in prescribing medication unless she knows for a fact that it will have many more benefits than drawbacks, and teaches the Billings method of fertility tracking to work with her female clients for natural methods of birth control so that they better understand their cycle. I think the best part is that she takes the time the patient needs because she is time dyslexic (like me) so she doesn’t shoo away her clangs when the buzzer goes.
I was the second to last patient, the last being an infant so I let her deal with them so we would have extra time to talk. Not only dis she take me seriously, she actually wasn’t at all surprise by the slew of health crap I have accumulated because she has familiarized herself with the relationship between them all already! She ordered blood work and chart requisitions from my NP and specialists today and next time we will have something to work with.
I cried when she left the room to see to the infant and I was overwhelmed with a need to thank god because there is honestly no way that this could have worked out like it has otherwise. I’m already a pile of statistical anomalies, this is one that fit so absolutely perfectly that it could not have been an act of chance. It is honestly less likely than me winning the lottery several times.
I feel hope. For the first time it doesn’t feel like I am stuck in darkness with no way out. The pain doesn’t overwhelm me because I know I will get it resolved, because if anyone can resolve my problems it is her.
I never thought I would feel this type of conversion, and you can call me crazy all you’d like, this is the one time I wish everyone could be in my shoes. It just feels so good after so much bad.