The nurse from my doctor just called to follow up with the thyroid lab results. Finally - my thyroid levels are normal (but a high normal).
She says "We don't treat the numbers. We treat the patient. How are you feeling?"
I started this increase the same time I started reducing the Cymbalta. In hindsight, probably not the best choice.
How am I feeling? How am I feeling?!?!?!
So I was honest. I told her I had no clue how I was feeling since my body was a complete mess because of the f-ing Cymbalta. (Yes - I dropped a f-bomb on her). I told her I had been nauseated every day for the past three months. She laughing asked if I was pregnant. I told her I hadn't had a solid bowel movement in over a month and when I'm able to eat I'm so gassy and gross it's disgusting. She asked if I ever had issues with my gall bladder. I very calmly explained that I was 99% sure it was from the Cymbalta.
She was surprised! Surprised! She proceeded to check my records and said "Well you should have been done with that in early May." You think? I explained that I was too sick from taking it every other day as they had recommended so I was bead counting. Her reply? "I've never heard of such a thing." Mind you - I have been to her office, the ER, Urgent Care, and to the lab and no one has flinched when I explained this so far. She said that the idea was "crazy" and she wasn't sure it was safe.
Now, let me say that I adore this woman. She's been with me longer than my doctor has and we have that comfortable level that I know she didn't mean anything by it. It's just so frustrating! She left me with "I don't really know how to help but if you think you should be seen you know where we are."
I just hate this! I'm venting - but I know that it's okay. I know I'm doing the smart thing that isn't crazy. Right?