As I was waiting for my ride today in the rain to the Endocrinologist I was thinking about how much we (myself included) take for granted. How easy our lives are with modern technology. Things like washing machines and vacuum cleaners for example. Reading Keith Richards 'Life' made me think of these things. For the Gen X have we ever wondered what our parents or grandparents went through growing up. The modes of transport they had, the clothes on their backs, the way they washed clothes and then rung them dry. Or using a 'vacuum sweeper' in the 1920's which would just roll over the floor and rugs compared the lushness of vacuum cleaners that suck up all the crap left on the floor. I don't envy those hard days work at all.
I loved riding my bike and exploring through the town I grew up in. I had a big Pine tree forest up the road from me where I'd walk the dog with my dad and explore with my friends on bike or just wandering through. There were disused mines up there too. One was in the forest. Other parts of the forest had what was left of a little mud brick hut where someone used to make fires. There would be a sign way down reading 'Trespassers will be prosecuted'. I always thought that meant if you were caught on the property you would be shot. Coming down the Pine tree forest hill on your bike was exhilarating yet scary. You'd fly down there on your brakes the wind whipping into your face you were going so fast and if you skidded on the pine needles you'd go down! Bang.
So yeah, the Endo. Definitely worth my while coming to see her. Of course it is, cost $275. Ouch indeed. Seriously though she was great, took a thorough medical history, is making have some more blood tests (which I'm due for anyway) and will revisit in 3 months. She thinks, by looking at me today, I'm still under. I agreed although I am feeling so much better than I was 3 months ago. I got weighed too. It's the only time I weigh myself and I was surprised by the number. I was sure I'd lost a little bit of weight - not eating that well over the past 2 weeks kind of thing. The magic number was 50.7! I've never been that. I'm so pleased. A little bit more chubb please. So it's a slowly slowly process and hopefully she'll be able to help me out. My case is a little more complex than the "usual suspects" with an inactive thyroid.
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