First thing we did was try to make an appointment with our Dr. He was busy and couldn't see us for three weeks since it wasn't an emergency. I thought "You don't understand, I have no life and you're telling me it's not an emergency?" We called some of the other Drs and got an appointment with one of them. When we went in for the appointment the nurse took all my vitals and we waited for the Dr.
She came in and started talking to us and I told her everything that I could think of that was wrong with me. Mood swings, crying a lot, always down, low sex drive, wasn't losing the baby weight, no memory, on and on I went. When I got done the Dr. looked at me and deadpan straight faced said, "so what do you want? Drugs?"
What on earth is she saying, my mind whirled. That's her answer? No other suggestions?? I looked at her, " How about lab work to make sure there isn't anything physically wrong with me" I said pointedly. She shrugged, "Okay I'll write you up a lab slip, when you want meds come back and see me"
Well gee that was helpful. I started crying again as soon as we got to the car. There's something really wrong with me and my Dr. can't bother to see me and the other Dr. wants to put me on meds. I went home and did some research. I found that most Dr's answers was drugs. I also found that even thought the Dr's say you only have to be on them for a short time that most people that started them were still on them. I also found that most of the drugs had side effects that I already had as symptoms. Why would I want to take a medication that was going to make me worse and that I would in all reality probably be on for years. I started crying again.
My husband and I were falling apart, I was at a point where I didn't want anything to do with my daughter, and no one seemed to want to help me. I turned to the church. I knew that one of the ranch lady's that I really liked had a husband that was a pastor. He should be trained in counseling. I called her and set up a time to meet with them. Or at least I thought I would be meeting with both of them. I arrived with my family to find that only she was there. Now I really like this lady but I was extremely dissapointed. It isn't her that I really wanted to see. We sat and we talked for hours. I complained that I didn't have the time to do anything I wanted to do because of all the housework and keeping everything else up. Her answer, "who cares? Does Tim get upset when it doesn't get done?"
"No, but I do" I replied.
"well don't let it eat your biscuit" She replied back...
WHAT???? what the heck is she talking about???!! Several hours later we left, I was again dissapointed and crying out of frustration. Why can't anyone help me???
The only thing she had told me that was at all hopeful was about a blood type diet. She said that since all the blood types of the world had developed in different times and different places the people consequently ate different things. Therefore your diet should be based on what blood type you are and certain blood types should not eat certain things. She recommended a book at the library. What she said made sense and I checked out the book and also the website but I still wasn't getting anywhere...