I haven't had much time to post here and the busy-ness keeping me from it is starting to suck the life out of me. Too much going on with too much pressure to get it done makes for some grumbly and impatient days. I don't want to wish my life away, but I'll be glad when the next few months are over. Really good stuff is happening for the most part; we're just in the thick of all the prep to get ready to take the next step. "Patience is a virtue" my mother often said. I'm really trying to be.
In addition to working on our house in getting it ready to sell - and hoping that it will sell, last week Mike and I went to new doctors. I really didn't like the one I was using for my bio-identical hormones and had been looking for a new one who was more into natural healing and not so much the "anti-aging" ridiculousness a lot of the doctors now push. He'd had a facelift that pulled his face so tight that I couldn't help but stare at him. It was freakish.
And I knew Mike needed to be checked out just because he's a man and never gets checked out. Do men think they are invincible? I dunno, but at least he was willing and ready to go.
I found a husband and wife doctor team about an hour's drive away and the wife checked me out while the husband checked Mike out.
Turns out that Mike is diabetic. We'll see how things are after his blood is all checked out, but that's what it appears. He feels fine and dandy, but this is something that needs to be addressed quickly before he gets worse. That was disconcerting news, but I've known several people with diabetes who live wonderful lives, so it's certainly something that can be managed.
My doctor was very thorough and did a test to see what the blood pressure was in my legs - only it wasn’t really blood pressure; it told how well blood moves through my legs. She told me I could have a “heart attack” in my legs because my circulation there isn’t good! I had no idea! And since my company physical last month showed slight calcification in my heart, I had a coronary calcium scan too. It came back with a score of zero though so that was a very good thing. The other issue can be addressed naturally, I was told, and we'll get to it after all my blood work gets back to her. We have follow-up appointments in three weeks.
And my hands now look like my mother's.
Aging is a curious thing. There are parts about it I hate and parts about it I love. I guess it balances out... but it is very sobering at times when health issues rear their nasty ol' heads. My new doctor and I had a great hour-long talk and she told me that from her experience there is no rhyme and reason why some people get sick and others don't. Even the people who do all the "right" things get sick and some who have never done anything good to their bodies don't get sick at all. She is 62 and has been a doctor for a long time and has seen a lot of crazy things. But the good thing is that I think I've finally found two good doctors. I'm hoping she and her husband are nipping things in the bud so Mike and I can keep going for many more years.