You little harry guys please forgive me.
So…the doc appointment went well and I really love the doctor. Nothing to report HRT-wise because I only have the blood drawn yesterday. I go back a week from today for the results and to get started. She said she would not be surprised if I come back for my second appointment after starting the treatment and tell her I’m 80 percent better. Wow. Wouldn’t that be nice?
However, the other lingering problems I’ve been having she believes are caused by the 10 days of antibiotics I took to get over the CRUD. It killed all the good bacteria as well as the bad, and that’s causing my nausea and shitty britches. She gave me some probiotics so I should be on my way to being well in no time. Yipee.
Note: To read more about probiotics and it’s possible benefits to your mood, read HERE.
I’m about to bundle up and go ride my bike for the first time. Cross your fingers that I don’t come back with a skinned knee or something. Ha-ha. I’m sure I’ll be fine.
Here’s a better picture of my bike. Can you see the basket on the front this time? It was hard to see in last picture I took and someone had mentioned that I needed to get one. Well, I have one and fully intend for Ollie to be my biking partner. Little Boy used to ride with me all the time.
I’m back only after about 10 minutes of riding. Dang…it’s dad-gum hard to ride a bike when you’re 51 years old and out of shape. It’s especially hard on the arse. I need to get The Captain to adjust my seat a little higher when he gets home. Or maybe I’ll just get all ambitious and do it….NAH!
If it’s not too windy tomorrow, I’ll remember my camera and also stick Ollie in the basket with a little blanket and see what he thinks after a ride around the block.
It was FUN.