Saturday, June 23, 2012

Changing my life...

So my last post was about the visit to the progressive doctor. I felt I had more musing to do about it, so here goes...

When I went to the clinic I think I had reached the perfect time to go. Any sooner and I might have thrown a file at the doc's head. Basically, part of being an IC patient is going through the stages of grief- loss of your former life and health. What you love is snatched from you. It's pretty easy to feel like a victim.

You don't deserve to feel this way. No one understands. There are no answers.

Thursday, June 14, 2012


So, I know this blog is often overlooked. I live a very busy life, and my medical conditions have settled some, on the whole. I sometimes feel guilty for feeling as "good" as I do.

Anyway, I felt like an update was in order, as for the first time, in a long time, I have hope.

It started with a mild rant on Facebook. A friend posted about a progressive doctor, if I was interested. I was, actually. I later learned she worked for him, and after much discussion, I decided to go to a consultation with him, and find out what he suggested.

The consultation wasn't covered by my insurance, and so we had to pay up front. With the investment made, we knew we had to go all in & do what they recommended to try to make this work!

I went to see him on Tuesday, and was impressed, and awed, by the fact that he might be able to help. Not "Here's another pill to add to your list" help, but REALLY help. As in, "we re-set your body & you may not have to live in continual pain" help!