A lot of things went on between November and now. Work, Christmas events, my GP going on leave, ME going on leave, fear of the unknown but I finally managed to go to the doctor tonight and get my results.
I'm not at all surprised about what he told me; but it's not fun to hear it.
Result 1: Your testosterone levels are so low you might as well be a woman. In fact most women have higher levels than you do.
Result 2: Congratulations, you're a Type 2 Diabetic. Now, we're not sure how bad it is just yet, so get a glucometer and start measuring for 2 weeks. Spread the readings out so you get a good distribution of numbers.
Result 3: As a bonus, you also got your father's Haemochromotosis.
Result 4: You're clinically (and visibly) obese.
Geez, doesn't get much better than that, hey? Actually, there is a bright side. Haemochromotosis is generally not picked up till men are in their 60's or later so I figure I got a 10 year head start on it. The ferritin levels are not too bad at this stage, so it's going to be manageable (or at least that's the theory).
It wasn't that I doubted the doctor (did I mention he looks and sounds like Lewis Hamilton?); but I want a second set of tests while we're at it.
To be sure, to be sure
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