Friday, May 29, 2015

Phase 2

Phase 2 takes me into getting treatment for my hypoglycemia and taking care of the iron deficiency issue.  During the summer following my gastric bypass, I had 2 sets of iron infusions.  I also went to a few doctors about my blood sugar.  One of the endocrinologists decided to try Victoza ( I had already tried a few different medications).  The Victoza was able to get my blood sugar stable enough to return to teaching, but I still could not be very active without my blood sugar dropping.  I returned to work in August.  My iron was still not staying high enough, so I went to my gynecologist about how heavy, long, and painful my periods were.  They found out I had polyps, so they did  D and C.   that didn't help the problem, so that fall I had a complete hysterectomy.  Just before that, my regular doctor tried me on a new med to help with pain.  I was exhausted from the constant roller coaster, it felt like I was spiraling out of control.  I had extra responsibilities at school along with a new administrator.  I ended up walking out and telling my administrator that I was leaving and didn't know when I would be able to return.  It was about 2 weeks before I would be out for my hysterectomy, but I felt hopeless.  I went to a few counseling sessions and met with someone about my depression and intense anxiety.  That is when I found out the the new medicine was not compatible with one of the meds I was already on.  I stopped taking it, and life didn't seem so impossible anymore.  I did, however, get an official reprimand from the administrator at school.  I understand why, but at the same time I felt that the administrator was not willing to look past my behavior during the brief window of time there to see the person I truly am.  Things that I said and did while on that medication and broken down due to illness turned people that I considered friends at school into people who still do not speak to me.  It still hurts.  I try not to think about it much, but it still rears it's ugly head at times.  

The hysterectomy was successful at curing my iron deficiency.  Hooray!  Something positive!  I returned to school in December.  Just in time for the winter program (I teach music).  I was still out of whack between my blood sugar and hormones.  I handled more things poorly, I lost more friends.  Winter Break came and went, I went back into the classroom.  Then my endocrinologist decided to add Metformin into the mix to see if that would allow me to be able to be physically active again.  Immediately, my blood sugar started dropping all the time.  She tweaked my dosage and how I was taking it, but nothing helped.  She took me off of it, but it was too late.  The damage was already done.  My blood sugar hasn't been stable since then.  I had to go on short-term disability.  There was nothing else she could do for me.  I had stumped yet another doctor.  I haven't been back to work since then.  That leads to Phase 3....   

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