I am excited, but not trying to get my hopes up, that I finally found a Dr that will listen to me and take my health and all the issues that have come about over the past few years seriously. I love the fact that my husband has been so supportive of all of this and goes to the appointments with me and expresses his cares and concerns as well. He understands my bad days and loves my good days. Hopefully after the next few months we will have more answers on why I feel the way I do and get the help I have needed for so long. I am tired of putting on a happy face when I am actually miserable more times than I care to count. But I have to keep going. For the kids. For my husband. I have to not let whatever this illness is control me. And when there's days I would rather not step foot out of bed or out of the house, I am reminded of the great support team I have here at home. So I will let them keep taking my blood week after week. It has gone from a few vials a blood a month to 3 a week to 9 a week. Fingers crossed we get down to the bottom of whatever is causing me to feel the way I do so I can go back to the normalcy I once had in life.....
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