I Have Officially Become a Dude

I don’t even know how or why it happened.

Image by StockSnap from Pixabay (cropped by me)

I saw my dermatologist last week. From that visit, I now have a $21 jar of cream for my alligator skin, a $10 Dove Men’s Clinical Antiperspirant, and a moisture-absorbing athlete's foot powder to use as a body powder. So basically yeah I smell like a dude now sans the cream. Then I was in a different doctor's appointment this week going over that laundry list with someone and then I mentioned that because of my loss of hair, I now part my pair on the side.

OMG, I HAVE A COMB OVER.

Now just have the boobs removed and I’m all set since my name is spelled with a “Y”.

Jesus, I’ll be so glad to see the new-to-me Endo doc. I have an appointment next month. I’m sick of this BS all because the Endo I have now doesn’t want to change my medication level. All of my doctors have said the same thing. It’s because of my thyroid whatever “it” is at that moment. They have all also said that it doesn’t matter if my thyroid numbers are “within normal range” if it’s barely within range AND I’m symptomatic.

During one of my hospitalizations earlier this year the Internal Medicine doc got on the horn and asked her then why she didn’t increase the dose because the year-long graph she was looking at showed that my thyroid…