I'm absolutely done with doctors, at least for now. Almost cried at the doctor's office from anxiety and panic. I don't know what caused it. I'm done worrying about this ****. I did the breath test to check for a bacteria that may be causing the anemia, but the invasive stuff is off the table. I'll take the iron pills (if I can even find a time to do it. It's super complicated with the way I am taking meds now to even find a spot where I can take it in the evenings and not have side effects from other meds) and leave it at that -- or just not even take the iron pills. My mom has texted me 30 times now about the iron pills telling me she read this or that or take it with this and don't do this or that. I don't know why she is so fixated on the darn iron pills.
I am just done all together with everything. I am remotely healthy -- I won't be making a followup appointment. There will be no invasive procedures to check for anything. Anemia of unknown origin can just stay unknown if this test doesn't come back positive. I have a splitting headache and I don't want to deal with anyone. I'm just sick of all the stress of these doctor visits. I always feel I have to prove myself in some way or another. Next time I see the psychiatrist I will have to convince her that my medicines help, how I am affected, and why I identify with my diagnosis. That'll be fun.
Today just isn't my day. I'm going to bed early and I'm not even gonna think twice about it. This day is over as far as I'm concerned.
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