This fortnight has been kind of strange, because basically all of it has been spent preparing and then dealing with the aftermath of my endocrinologist appointment. I’ve been waiting for this appointment for about 5 months, so there’s been a lot of build up, plus because of how my last NHS specialist appointment went, I was really not looking forward to it, all of that affected my mental health way more than I was expecting.
It didn’t go as bad as I was expecting though, which is of course good, but I didn’t get any answers, although I’m kind of used to that by now.
All in all I’m just glad it’s over.
As you can see from the title, I’m almost at the end of my first year of treatment, a thought that brings up feelings too complicated to put them into words, but I have got something special in the works to mark it.
Until next time,