Talkin’ Trash with Trisha

Let Me Say It Again… I’m F***ing Old

March 4, 2008 · 8 Comments

woman.gifpills.jpg  As a continuation of yesterday’s blog let me tell you about my day today. Oh, wait, I first have to tell you that last Friday I had my first bone density scan, called a Dexa scan. The ob/gyn said I really needed a baseline because I’m OLD!! Yeah, I turn 54 this April.   I am not celebrating.

         I got a call yesterday from the nurse at my doctor’s office saying doctor really needed to see me regarding the results of my test. ………That’s it. She wouldn’t tell me a damned thing more. I asked her “is there a problem?” She wouldn’t tell me. “I am not allowed to speak with you about that but the doctor will be happy to”.

      Happy?   F**k him.   Happy my ass, ok? Do I have bone cancer or something?

      I slept like shit last night.  I woke up after three hours and my brain is twitching ,wondering what the hell is next? Last week, let’s see;  the daughter had a head-on collision with a van and totalled her car,  my STBE (soon-to-be-ex) handed me his bullshit proposal,  my boyfriend is (rightfully so ) totally down in the dumps because he is having a hell of a time finding a job.  Hmm, yeah, this sounds really good.

        I got there at 9:00 A.M. for my appointment and he tells me my bone density scores are truly bad .  I have a T-score of -2.3 and a Z-score of  2.0.  Much worse in the spine than the thighs but I am at high risk for fractures, he says.   I said  ”You’re shitting me, right? It can’t be that bad.”   He said “oh, yeah, it’s serious!”

       I do not fit the profile for severe osteopenia. I am a slightly overweight, short, athletic, non-smoker. BUT it turn out that the massive doses of steroids I took for my skin disease back in the 80s is most likely responsible. (I have Duhring’s Disease.)

      Happy Happy Joy Joy!!!

      So I am now to take Evista daily, plus Caltrate twice a day, vitamin D,  B12, and a high dose multi-vitamin.

      Me, who never takes a pill and is damn proud of it.

      Shit.                         Could be worse, right?

Categories: aging · fears