The doc gave me a prescription for a hormone which should stop me from menstruating, so I’ll have a chance to replenish the blood supply. She also told me to start taking some vitamin supplements; I have my doubts about the efficacy of vitamin supplements, but that won’t stop me from taking ’em until we get this sorted out. In a few weeks I’ll go back and get my blood tested again, and we’ll see if it’s improved enough to schedule surgery.
The hormones made me pretty queasy the first day, but I seem to have adjusted now. Alpha Geek tells me I look “less wilted,” and today my co-workers are saying I’m not as alarmingly pale as I have been the last week or two. I’ll take this as a good sign. I still get winded when I climb the stairs from the basement, but Rome wasn’t built in a day and all that.
But dammit, I was ready to have this over with.