Another Diagnosis

Another Diagnosis

This is the second part of Fragile Life.

I received my blood test results in two days as promised, along with a note that said,”Make an appointment to discuss results.” (Gulp.) I quickly made an appointment to discuss my results.  In the mean time, I reached out to a few people to get their opinions on my results.  Everyone seemed to say the same thing,”Nothing to worry about.”  This helped to ease my anxiety until my doctor’s appointment.

The day of my appointment, I volunteered at the Epilepsy Foundation, handing out 5K packets to participants.  This helped to take my mind off my appointment and focus on giving back.

I left the parking lot and headed home…  Suddenly, the car’s temperature gauge started quickly rising. (This can’t be happening.  I’m in a hurry!)  I turned the heat on and rolled down the windows.  I had to be at least 85 degrees outside, and I’m riding with the heater on full blast.  By the time I get home, I’m soaking wet with sweat!  I have a doctor’s appointment in an hour, and I can’t be late.  Racing through the house like a sports car, I grab clothes, strip down, and jump into the shower faster than I ever have.  The total length of my shower couldn’t have topped 5 minutes.  I got dressed, had a snack, brushed my teeth, & headed over to my doctor’s office.

I wasn’t nervous this time.  In fact, I greeted my doctor with a smile and sat in the now somewhat-familiar chair to check-in.  A quick process this time, we headed back to the exam room to talk shop.  She pulled up my labs and said,”Your labs are wacky!”  I laughed, not realizing that probably meant something was wrong.  She began giving me a list of diagnoses…

  • Vitamin D Deficiency
  • Low Testosterone
  • Hypothyroidism
  • High Red Blood Cells

I couldn’t even process it all.  She handed me a pamphlet for testosterone hormone replacement therapy in pellet form, and said she would recommend that method.  I would have to go into the office every three months to have an incision made at the top of my buttocks.  A pellet would be placed into the incision, and I would be bandaged up – having to avoid “dirty water” for 3 days afterwards.  She said,”I’m on it, and it helps.”  I told her I would have to do some research and think about my next step.

Her next remedy would be to prescribe me pork thyroid to help with the hypothyroidism.  I didn’t really understand what this diagnosis meant, so I accepted the prescription.  I planned to also research more about hypothyroidism and its affects on the body.  I have known a handful of people that have hypothyroidism, but they were all on medication – not pork thyroid.

My doctor told me that my Vitamin D is so low that I need to take 10,000 IU daily in to try and raise my levels quicker.  (I guess the computer screen doesn’t provide much Vitamin D.)  I thought I got out plenty to the park and hiking with my husband and pup.  I purchased my own vitamins, so I would know the source – opting out of the vitamins my doctor offered.

As for the high red blood cell count, this one is an easy fix but not a fun fix…  I have to get blood drawn every 8 weeks, to ensure my red blood cells stay at the appropriate level.  If you read my last post, you may remember that I’ve fainted many times in the past (and even had seizures) during/after getting blood drawn.  Hopefully, this won’t be a problem moving forward.


Photo by Stormgod Photography


After bombarding me with information, the doctor asked if I had any questions.  I froze for a second then replied,”No.”  Unfortunately, the answer will always be “No.”  I’ve learned that it is imperative to your health to do your own research and always look for alternative opinions and healing methods.  I left the doctor’s office feeling confused and low.  It was the flip side of my last appointment.  This time I went in feeling great and left feeling terrible – leaving with four diagnoses.

I reached out to a few people and asked them to take a look at my labs, different people that the first round.  Every single one of them said the same thing,”Your thyroid & testosterone are both fine.  You don’t need thyroid medicine or hormone therapy.”  WHAT!?  Was this really happening?  My new doctor misdiagnosed me with not one, but two ailments and had prescribed medicine for one of them.  Taking that medicine could have caused me to have thyroid problems.  I was angry.

Avoiding the doctor and practicing self-healing and natural healing methods has allowed me to avoid situations like this.  I learned the corruptness of the health care system at an early age.  I saw the drug reps come into the clinics my mom worked at, bringing food, gifts, etc. to the staff, encouraging them to push their product onto patients over  their competition.  That combined with my misdiagnosis of epilepsy, lead me down a long path of looking for ways to naturally heal my body.

Was my doctor doing exactly what I watched happen in other clinics?  Was she looking for a reason to prescribe me a medication, instead of looking at the root of the problem?  I feel disappointed, but it’s always worth having a conversation.  I’m due to have blood drawn again in 6 weeks, and let’s just say I have some things to discuss with my doctor.

In the meantime, I stopped taking the pork thyroid, after days of not feeling well while taking it each morning.  The first day off the medicine, I started to feel like myself again.  I am also taking Vitamin D3 supplements daily to increase my Vitamin D levels.

Needless to say, this has been one hell of a week, and I’m grateful for my friends and family for helping me to better understand my health and true diagnosis – which is taking a few simple steps to make my body stronger. (No biggie!)

No matter your diagnosis, it’s so important to do your own research and always get a second opinion… I got 6!  Lol  But seriously, healthcare is a business.  Just like any other business the goal is to make money.  That’s not to say some people working in healthcare don’t genuinely care about others well-being and want to make a difference.  Just be aware and educate yourself.  We have to be our own advocates.

Christalle Bodiford is an artist, advocate, writer, and adventure seeker. As an entrepreneur diagnosed with epilepsy, Christalle brings a unique perspective of empowerment that inspires others to embrace a positive mindset and live with purpose. When she’s not writing or advocating, Christalle enjoys puppy snuggles with her scruffy terrier and outdoor adventures with her husband.

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