Just back from the rheumatologist and I'm feeling rather "numb". The doctor saw some blood work with really elevated cortisol levels (a hormone) and ordered an ultrasound (or sonogram - I can't tell the difference). Said it appears that I have a tumor behind my adrenal gland. I asked what it meant - he said that he wanted to consult with another doctor with my history and he'd call me tomorrow. On the upside, he says that it is probably the cause of all my neurological problems and fatigue (and why dieting has been such a struggle recently). I won't say anything about this to my mother because she will absolutely flip. I'm going to do some research on it tonight.
And, when I get home, there's a card from my former friend, Jen. I met Jen 4 years ago this month in the Bahamas while on a diving trip. Our mutual passion for scuba bonded us. We were about as different as can be -her, a part-time "go-go dancer" (aka stripper), that was as sweet as can be but naive, insecure, and views men solely as "what can they do/give me?", oh and did I mention she's bipolar and not on medication? (LOL).
Going into details about the Jen situation is a novel in itself, so I'll leave it for later. I need to do some research.