Serene of the Oakland Serenes

So my cardiologist stopped just short of telling me my GP is on crack for prescribing me all those heart meds. ;-)

( Want to post this while it's fresh in my mind; may not be organized well. )

So the short version is that I have two more rule-out tests to take, just to see for sure if the minor abnormality on my last test is a false positive, and I left the cardiologist's office with the recommendation to take zero heart meds.

Not bad, huh?

I had planned to be productive this evening, but after putting away laundry while watching "Shut Up and Sing", I sat down to check email and quickly became reeeeeeeally tired. So off to bed with me.

My tumor, according to the ultrasound tech, "takes up pretty much [my] whole thyroid gland". She was worried about me until I told her it had had a clean biopsy a couple of years ago; when I told her that, she was visibly relieved. I have an appointment in a week to talk to the thyroid doc about the results. He thinks even if it's benign, I might want to have it taken out since it's causing me trouble (pressing on my esophagus, causing me pain, etc.).

My mother was eager to hear the news, so I called her. Then, since I'd been to the doctor, she wanted to know...

...how much I weigh.

I was as matter-of-fact as I could be about it (I honestly didn't pay attention -- I know my weight to within a few dozen pounds, but I just don't care about it now that I'm not having alarmingly fast unexplained weight loss and all my clothes are back to fitting). But I still hate that my mother judges how healthy I am by whether or not I'm losing weight, so I explained to her that when I lost a lot of weight (which she was very proud of), it was because I was going through a painful divorce, too grief-stricken to eat, and it was ruining my health. I think she listened, but I don't think she really understood.

Anyway, off to sleep. I've been reading y'all, just not having the oomph to make a lot of comments.

Today was the best day in a week for me. I felt happy and productive and glad to be alive. May we all spend the rest of our lives feeling as good or better.

Someone who is on the group with the anti-fat-surgery discussion of the other day gives his take on it.

I gotta admit that it makes the world a little better for me every time I find someone who really examines the prejudices and cultural baggage we're all inundated with. I honestly don't need to them to come to my conclusions, though that's extra-nice. But if they can keep their knees from jerking for a while, my heart just swells with admiration.