Without going into too much detail, I went to see a doctor. I have been going through some issues with possible psoriasis, but also with some breast pain and the psoriasis looks like it’s in a few different areas on my skin. Lots of stuff going on. When I first met with the doctor, he put my mind at ease, immediately. I had heard that he was a good doctor, but he went far beyond that, for me. He told me that he wanted to know everything that was going on, regardless of whether or not I felt as though it related. How refreshing. One thing that has been bothering me is the fact that I have been having some hormonal fluctuations. My gynecologist believes that it is more from chemotherapy treatment that change of life. Anyone out there that has gone through treatments may understand exactly what I’m talking about. Chemo never leaves your body and can really alter your hormones. I had begun gaining more weight than I would have liked in the last few months. Instead of this new doctor saying that this was not something that he could help me with, he said, “Maybe it’s your body telling you that you need to be right where you are for now.”
“Yes. Why didn’t I think of that?”
I have never heard these words uttered from any doctor’s lips in my lifetime. Somebody very close to me, who shall remain nameless, had the nerve to say something that hit me right in the heart. “Kelly, you are really gaining weight.” When I told her that it was hormonal, she barked, “That’s just an excuse.” I walked away with tears in my eyes. I was not even sure how to respond.
Scott said to me, when I told him about the conversation with the doctor, “I told you that you look better than I’ve seen you look in a long time.” He wasn’t being mean. He has seen me at 75 lbs. and does not ever want to see me there, again. He was afraid he was going to lose me. My Scooter is Grateful for my new look.
You know, I truly believe I could have talked to that doctor about anything. He may not have been able to help me with everything, but I can just about guarantee that he would not have been condescending.
This takes me back to….
I’ve told you before about my plastic surgeon giving me the worst news I could have ever gotten. What a day that was. When too many health care professionals deliver these revelations as though it’s all in a days work, he showed such compassion and put his arms around me. I am Grateful to God Almighty for the exchange the doctor and I had on that day….
Compassion may not change the outcome, but it may help you change your outlook. For that I am blessed…. Until Next Week, K xo