Okay, I went to the Doctor. He is doing blood work to check for rumetoid arthritis, and checking my thyroid. Other than that nothing.
I will wait and see what the blood work says and go from there. I have pretty much given up on my Insurance, I think I am begining to hate the HMO.
I take the Osteo Bi-flex glucosamine, and I take a womans multivitamin plus the viativ chewable calcium daily. Sometimes I forget it. But for the most part I have been taking it for the past month.
Surgery is out of the question, I want to lose the weight without those kind of drastic measure. I have always been scared to death of any kind of surgery so unless I am dieing I will deal with all my pains. LOL
Lisa, your right as far as my husband goes, except that I don't sit around and complain about it. Most of the time I don't say anything, he will see me limp or something and then ask. I have gotten to where I say nothing to him and tell him nothing is wrong when he asked because I don't want to listen to his cynical remarks. He is very supportive otherwise in other things, and I know he loves me. I just don't know why he has to act like if I have an ache or pain that it irritates or in some way inconviences him. He still has supper, clean clothes and a clean house. I still do everything I need to do and don't let it stop me, so the cynical or snotty remarks are not needed or justified.
Anyway, my doc did the norm. I think I will see if he will send me to the nutritionist and just leave it at that. I have lived with my aches and pains this long, guess I can do it a little longer.



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Good that there lots of support on most things though.
Then I went in the bathroom and was cleaning around the bottom of the toilet with a sponge. I turned and stood up, forgetting that I had left the medicine cabinet open, and BAM, hit my head right on the corner of the sharp cabinet door- yeowch!! I gave a little whimper-cry, because it really did hurt, but kept cleaning. DH came in to see what had happened and I said Oh Nothing, I'm ok. But he said what are you TALKING about, you're bleeding all over the place!!! and I hadn't realized that my head was bleeding vigorously into my hair! Well you should have seen him whip into action like a real trooper, applying washcloths and nursing me like crazy- too cute. We stopped the bleeding, no stitches needed- just a dent in my head!
I guess next time I whimper he'll come running REAL fast!
