I have a doctor’s appointment today. A follow-up with my gastroenterologist after a full year on her prescribed treatment for my irritatingly broadly diagnosed “IBS”.
For the most part, for about 95% of the time, I feel a pretty awesome amount of “normal” now. I don’t spend all of my driving time visually hunting for clues to the location of the nearest restrooms with the ever present knowledge that I WILL likely need it. I don’t eat in fear, knowing that 20 minutes later I had better be within sprinting distance of some sort of bathroom. My stomach doesn’t let me feel and hear and squirm uncomfortably through every twisty turn my food takes on-route from stomach to exit-the-body-lane. Instead of more than a dozen more than “quick” trips to the restroom I’m down to 2 or 3 in one day. And for me that is an AMAZING improvement. I have whole stretches of hours when I don’t even wonder if there is a bathroom nearby. So I look forward to letting the doctor know just how much of a positive change her suggestions and medications have made in my life.
I am a bit nervous though because I so want to bring up the topic of weight gain. Specifically the 50 pounds I have gained in the year since I started the meds, fiber increase and removal of all chewing gum from my diet. Especially seeing as how I’ve brought my eating roughly in-line with what qualifies today as the “healthy diet” because that is what works to keep my belly happiest and have also been consistently moderately exercising (minus about a month recently when my weight has, oddly enough, still remained constant).
I have had very good experiences with this particular doctor and in fact doctors in general of late so I have high hopes that if I can phrase it correctly; something along the lines of “Now, I have no problem with the size I have gotten to considering the vast improvement in my life quality over the past year. So if this is a result of the medications, fiber and plain old “food stays in my body longer” reality of my life now; that is truly fine. I did just want to bring up that I have gained this weight and ensure that it is not a symptom that should be noted in more than passing with these medications. I am fine having to buy larger pants if it means I can be as happy as I am now so I’m not looking for any diet tips; just making sure that it isn’t an indication of something wrong.”
But part of me is even wondering if it is WORTH bringing up at all. I HAVE gained weight. But for the past 6 months or so that weight has all but leveled off and I haven’t had to look into getting new pants for size problems in that time. So I’ve been tossing the idea of trying to discuss this with the doctor back and forth. The last visit with her really impressed upon me that she listens to me and is impressed with my desire to figure out what is wrong with my system and we are both actually interested in helping me to get back to “normal” so I shouldn’t be worried about her response to such a question. But after years of hearing nothing but “Well I hear Weight Watchers is a good plan” anytime anything about weight is brought up in a health context; I still remain leery.
Am I worried over nothing? Will I regret it if I DON’T bring the topic up to at least ask if it is normal? Should I not at all CARE about the weight gain? (Is it somehow a betrayal of “FA” if I wonder about accepting such gains over a year??)
So yeah, feeling mostly calm with a slight hint of worry in anticipation of a simple follow-up doctor’s appointment. Happy Monday!