Saturday, 29 September 2012
The new antidepressant is definitely working - I manage to do few things on my own initiative nearly daily - but the side-effects are pretty bad. I'm losing weight even faster than I did before, have no 'normal' appetite, then start having pangs of starving when the feeling is not that 'I'm hungry', but that 'if I won't eat something right now, I'm going to get flat down on the floor'. I've seen doctor Moloney, gastrologist (plus few other credits to his name), few days ago - he is a stern, nearly 'dry' man, but he listens with nearly absolute focus, and even if he's writing something when I speak, he always asks questions afterwards showing that he didn't miss even a single word. I like him, and trust him, both as a person and as a medical professional - obviously I don't know him other that being his patient, but I'm pretty sure that he is one of those rare really decent doctors, that I'm sooooo lucky to find looking after me: he asked how I feel about staying in hospital for 2-3 days 'for tests', but it's in Nenagh, so I told him honestly that I don't really fancy the idea. Maybe if it was the Regional - five minutes away from home, and perfectly easy for most of my friends to drop in. So anyway, he said that he will organise the outpatient appointments, first for scans, then gastroscopy and whatever else. He said that we have to get some explanation as to why am I losing the weight...
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