Just got home from my first endo appointment. I was really scared, irrationally so, but had this terrible nightmare image that I'd get there and she'd grill me and be rude and try to convince me that either I didn't really want to do this, or that I shouldn't expect it to work, or various other unpleasant scenarios.
It was nothing like that at all. I met with a nurse, then a resident, and then the resident and "real" doc together. All three were perfect. It was maybe a little awkward at first with the nurse and resident, but they were utterly professional, caring, and I didn't get any hint of judgment or disapproval or what. But after a couple minutes of talking, even that went away. They were AWESOME.
They did ask a bit about my feelings, family situation, etc, but it was not uncomfortable. They were just making sure that I was in a safe, supportive environment and that I was seeing a therapist for additional support. I mentioned that my therapist had offered to write a support letter if I needed one, but she didn't see a need to bother with it. I'd been (reasonably this time) worried that she'd demand a paper trail and, while I know I could get one, I didn't want to deal with the delay. But there was no problem there!
Walked out with a spiro prescription (figuratively, since it just goes to the pharmacy) and have to get a blood test due to a possible clotting disorder. Depending on that, I may or may not be able to take oral E, but the doc was very careful to make sure I understood that it would still be possible through patches or gels.
On the way home, oh my god, I felt emotions I have never felt before in my entire life. Pure joy, just bubbling up and turning into laughter, crying, screaming, etc. It was a little frightening at first, actually, but then it hit me: this is what elation feels like. WOOOOOHOOOOO!
