It was a lovely time with my sweetie, indulging some of our common interests.
Yesterday I had an appointment with an endocrinologist. It ended up taking a lot longer than I expected, since he was running really late and what I thought would be a 20min appointment turned into close to an hour, and then I needed to wait for blood work, but it was very informative. Basically, I think my PCP just wanted an expert’s imprimatur on the endocrine-related diagnoses I’d gotten, and on the treatment I’m getting.
The endocrinologist gave me two concrete useful pieces of information: One, it can take quite a long time after you’re on the right dose of thyroid hormone before you feel entirely right — more than the three months I already knew about. Two, I really should be keeping my testosterone in the fridge. That might explain why sometimes it seems to have an effect (when it’s new) and sometimes it doesn’t (when it’s been sitting out for a month).
And last night I went to Acapulco’s in Quincy for margaritas with [FIXED:] m_c_t and cathijosephine to celebrate cathijosephine’s new job. And beforehand she and I split one of the Best Pastrami Sandwiches in the World. We had a lovely time.
Oh, and last night Chickenfinger (cathijosephine’s cat) slept with me.
Life is good.