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This is ruining my life and I can't get anyone to SAY, so I sat down and determined not to stand up again until I had the goods.
HASHIMOTO'S THYROIDITIS. No question left whatsoever, and the problem IS that regular doctors both know hormone is what is needed and are not allowed to give you WHAT IS NEEDED. So. I have secondary congestive heart failure. I do not have heart disease, but a Hashimoto's attack will do it to me, causing all the horrific edema and misery.
I'm dentist this afternoon for broken tooth. I'm echocardiogram on Thursday for images of gorgeously beating heart. I'm doctor in Stinson on Friday. There is where I wave a printout of these pages at my doctor and tell her that either she gets the okay to give me what I need, or a referral to the endocrinologist genius in San Rafael. That is going to be COSTLY, but perhaps he can just see me and go over my stuff and give me a prescription we can just keep up with without having to go back to see him....
OR you guys gotta come up with the sparklingly solvent gentleman for me RIGHT AWAY. I cannot save the world if you don't.
So... posts may be sparse or absent for the next couple days... or not... we just have to play it by ear.
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You guys! My dentist rocks! He loves me. He hugs me... a lot. And he's giving me a filling instead of a crown on my broken tooth. This is going to save me megabucks, and it's a damn good thing because I'm gonna have to spend megabucks on my eyeballs and my endocrinologist genius.....
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