being heard

I'm having some second thoughts about my first name being attached to this blog. I never used my name here until a few months back. So for years, this blog had no connection that would be easy to find with my real identity. Now it does. I'm not sure I like that, and I feel uncomfortable not knowing who might come across the blog. I don't really want anyone I know in real life (ie, offline) to find this blog. I know some have, but I prefer they don't. For some reason, though, I've given out the link more than once, and now, I regret that.

Anyway, anxious thoughts aside, I am too tired to write much of a post. But I will tell you about my doctor's office visit today. I go to a rheumatologist for this illness I have called Sjogren's Syndrome, which is an autoimmune disease like Lupus or Rheumatoid Arthritis. I've been dealing with this illness of various names for about 15 years now. So I reported to my rheumy doc that I've gone back to being a vegetarian, but that I have been sluggish, depressed a bit, and continuing to gain weight, which is, most likely, related to my thyroid being low. She looked at the test results and said this was correct. It's so nice to be taken seriously and to be believed by a doctor when you have spent half your life just dealing with doctors, I can't even tell you how gratifying it is to hear some doctor affirm my reality. She also made a note on the records so when I take them to the yet-another doctor I see next week (endocrinologist) he will see that the thyroid really is low, and she said, "Hopefully he won't just blame it on you being overweight, which I have seen other doctors do to other patients in the past." She rocks. Dr. Michele Spuza Milord, M.D.

And I'm going to bed now.