Again there was no time limit, and was allowed to expand further on a few of the topics discussed on the previous visit,again she showed excellent listening skills, and proved the point by asking the relevant questions, and was very reassuring when I started crying again, she commented “you have a lot of tears, it’s time to let them fall”.
With our first diagnoses, I am as we thought severely anemic, she went as far as to comment “I’m surprised your still standing” this appears to have been going on for quite some time, some of it linked to being menopausal, and stress due to homelessness, not being able to keep to a proper eating regime, missing out on essential nutrients, my blood pressure was still a little over and manageable.
My diabetes needs better control and were looking altering the dosage, but again linked to the iron deficiency it seems my system is running on empty and needs to be replenished which will take time.
She talked at length about having a complete physical and is sending me for more tests, just to ensure that there are no other things lurking about my system, and felt it was best to deal with anything that might come up from pending results first.
I was relieved to hear this I revealed to her that I have been very worried about my overall health, and some of the places I’ve stayed in over the last couple of years haven’t always been very clean, one place had black mould everywhere which gave me a terrible hacking cough and breathing problems, I’d been living on over the counter medications which only ease some symptoms, and not really deal with the root cause.
I talked about my mental health or lack of it, and still felt strongly that this was a problem, she explained that’s why she wanted to deal with everything else and at least get my body working, when you have deficiencies they can contribute to general state of well-being.
I just wanted to make sure that this area wasn’t forgotten, I was assured that it wasn’t, and to give myself a few weeks then we could look at the causes and find the best way to support me.
Music to my ears “support me” she explained that she was wary of just handing out medications, and preferred when she talked to me more in-depth , she would then be better placed to refer me to the right service if required, and from her end be better able to monitor my progress.
I’m Ok with hanging on for a few extra weeks, I’d rather commit to the right kind of support rather than go on the merry-go-round, which in the long run could worsen my condition.
My medical reports could place me in the criteria needed to get help from the local council regarding my homelessness, she agreed with this and stated quite clearly that it was having a very adverse effect on my health, and mental state.
I left there yesterday feeling hopeful that at last I’m going to get the support I need, moreover, it could be the beginning of new horizons, I’m still very cautious and my mood though lighter, but certainly not where I was 3 days ago, it will still take a few days to connect with these new feelings, but I desperately want to get better and have a place I can call home.