And they found a problem with my thyroid. The same thing I had been suggesting to my doctors back in Virginia. But back in Virginia, they don’t seem to look very hard. There are three thyroid hormones. Two of mine were great, but the third was pretty low. My old doctors back in Virginia just looked at one of them. Since that one was fine, I must be fine. Despite falling apart, the numbers said I was fine.
So, on the one hand, I’m glad I’m finally getting treatment. On the other hand, I’m mighty pissed I had to go to California to find a doctor who would look farther than his nose.