I had a doctor appointment Friday afternoon, and it went really well. My regular doctor had left the practice, so it was good to finally meet the new guy they paired me up with.
The doctor was young but really nice. He took a good amount of time to go over my history and discuss everything in detail. I really felt heard, and I feel good about him as a doctor.
First off, I was there to get my eye looked at. Apparently I have a cyst there, and that’s what is causing the pain I am feeling. He said it actually seems to be on its way out, and I should just continue the warm compresses I have been doing while in the shower. I figured there wouldn’t be anything he would do for it, but I didn’t know it was a fucking cyst. Can I just say that I hate my skin, and my immune system?
We talked about my hidradenitis and how my sweat sensitivity fuck with each other. He said I am very lucky to still be at level 0 with the hidra for so many years. He also said I should lose weight because it would help. I was like, I don’t disagree, but seriously - I have had this since I was 18, when I weighed 120 and was not even remotely overweight. If it hasn’t progressed even though I am a fat ass, 25 years later, don’t you think my weight isn’t doing anything to it at all? He said he couldn’t argue that.
However, I have gained 15 pounds since PunkRock and I split, which has me feeling not so good this year. I have to say though, I was really surprised it wasn’t more. I don’t feel good and I don’t like how I look. The nature walking is not doing much except improving my peace of mind. Which I know, of course. I need to change my diet.
We talked about my last set of full blood tests, which were done 3 years ago. At that time my A1C was high, and my old doctor was like, oh you’re diabetic. But then I went to Johns Hopkins for a combination diabetes and sleep apnea study and they said I had neither and I couldn’t participate.

This new doctor said he thought the number was high for normal but not high enough to diagnose diabetes. He said pre-diabetes but even then not really. I wish I could remember the number. Anyway, he wants me to get retested. I have never been on medication for it or anything, as usually my sugars when tested are all normal. However, since I have been eating trash all year, I am sure my numbers are trash as well right now. I am still going to do it - a fasting blood test next Wednesday. He wants to test my thyroid function as well.
He asked about my mental health and I told him briefly about my deep depression last year due to BugGirl’s drug addiction and PunkRock’s alcoholism. Now that I am not dealing with either, I am doing fine with that. I have zero days when I feel like I can’t get out of bed, or eat, or shower due to feelings of hopelessness and despair. I mean, I have days when I want to stay sleeping, but that’s something different!
I did talk about previously being a polygamist, and currently polyamorous. I don’t feel like I will be adding any new partners anytime soon due to Covid, but he is going to have me get some more std testing done since I am having blood drawn anyway. I don’t have any symptoms of anything, but I suppose it won’t hurt to have up to date tests, so I said okay.
He wrote me a prescription for two yeast infection pills. I don’t feel like I need them now, but since I am going to sit in a hot tub in a few weeks, I will probably need them when I come home from vacation. He said that it isn’t uncommon to have that issue and figures I know my own body by this point. So I was happy to have him say that.
What else? I think that was it.