...of my tests. One more series and then I ride out three more doc visits (barring any unforeseen illness) over the course of the next six or seven weeks left of the year. One with the HCG doc near Tacoma (she moved). One with the pituitary/endocrine doc in Seattle. One with the throat guy.
My singing voice hasn't come back since I recovered from that insane bout of laryngitis. They'll do the awful testing (nothing says fun like a tube down your nose and throat). I'm hoping to hear the residual vocal cord paralysis is gone and I just need some exercises. I LOVE to sing. It's been difficult to not be able to do it properly. Having a loss of vocal command and pitch control, let alone stamina, makes me very sad. It was one thing I could do no matter what the rest of my body did. Yep, makes me sad.
Looks like the HCG will launch in January. Last time I did a short (3 week) cycle, which went perfectly. This time, I'm going for the long one again (7 weeks). It's tough, but it's what's worked. I hope with no pending surgeries we can keep the progress going and not gain it back again.
I'm still 40# less than when I started this craziness nearly 3 years ago. While that's fine and nice, at one point, I had lost 100#. Yes, indeed. That was better.
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