The last tests...

Due to my past experience with the medical profession, I didn't have a lot of good things to say about them. And when I got sick just over a year ago all these fears and horrible past experiences were all I could think about and I surely didn't want to relive them. Somehow I got lucky this time and the experience even though it wasn't exactly pleasurable, I had the right people to make it somewhat easier to go through everything. Right after the last relapse,I was under the care of an amazing VON nurse, who made the daily painful injections in my stomach somewhat bareable, mostly because she was caring and understanding and just really gentle. After a week under her care I had to endure weekly, if I was lucky biweekly, bloodtest at the lab and thanks to an amazing staff there it wasn't as horrible as I remembered the last time. Even though I must have had about 50 to 60 bloodtest within the last 13 months, I still can't watch when they stick the needle in. And then there was my new family doctor. I never met her before this relapse and she was generally nice and understanding and compassionate. And my monthly checkup with her, didn't cause me as much anxiety as any previous doctor appointments, nevertheless I will only go if I am half dead already.
So yesterday was my official last bloodtest for at least a year, today was my last doctor's appointment regarding this matter, now I have to get my blood back to normal levels and eat well, which according to her will take about a year to get all the numbers to where they should be, especially my iron level. I guess that explains why I would just fall asleep anywhere I had to sit still for a few minutes. And today was my hopefully last painful doppler examination at the hospital. I hate going to that place to begin with, too many bad and painful reminders. The ultrasound today was painful, but everything is fine. Thank god.
I don't think I would have come out of this all this well and with a different outlook if I would have had not all these compassionate people on my side during this time. What a difference kind and compassionate people can make.