Hospitals - MD - staff - all the other stuff

 Nov. 22, 2023

It has been a long month. 

As I stepped into the Physical Therapy Unit in Çanakkale 18 Mart University Hospital about a month ago just for a prescription (Duxet 60 mg) they also wanted to have my blood tests repeated.

And then my PTH values appeared unusually high.

In the meantime I asked for a bone scan. Well, the results came up with osteoporosis. The physician immediately started with medicine based treatment. I have been using the medicine for three weeks. And the endoctrinologist whom I had to visit for the PTH values told me that I need to stop taking the medicine for them to evaluate the reasons for this unusal rise in the PTH values. The physician with whom I had appoint sat by the desk, his face, covered by a computer. He was surrounded by tensome students/interns listening to him. It seemed that neither the physician nor the assistants had time to listen me, and detail what might be the problem. For this visit, I had to pay extra money, considering that would spare me more time - here, in Çanakkale, I prefer to go to the University Hospital. It is cheaper, the physicians whom I had met until that visit have been mostlu kind, considerate, caring despite that I had not paid extra for them to examine me. 

March 5, 2024.

Now, the time came; and I need to make an appointment in order to see what is wrong in body that causes that much higher levels of the PTH. I will do so for the next week, certainly with the other endocrinologist. And this time, without extra payment. 

For some time, I keep moving. It is always hard to wake up, and still, harder to get out of the bed. I rely on the two brothers (Potê and Milo) to get me up from the bed; I rely on them to have the first walks of the day; I rely on the strays, the homeless to get me out of the gated community in which I have to live. They give me joy, they help me take deep breaths on the field, by the seaside; give and take kisses of sincere love, gratitude and care; face with the risk of bites if I cross lines. I rely on these lovelies to see the simplicity of life as it is.

And when it comes to the hospitals, the medicine, the piils, the physicians, except fot some rare examples, the  burden, the weight, the following tiredness are severe.

As of now, numbness, tingling, aches, pain, fatigue are all part of my life. I learn to live with them, and to continue going out, spend time with dogs, cats, and by the sea, share time with certain friends over and over again, despite the frustration they bring into my life. Yet, I have to confess, when it is the non-human animals the frustration falls short of defining my everyday life.