normal

"So, what are you going to tell him?" my husband asked.

And then I started feeling foolish;

I don't have any major problems,

no laundry list of complaints

and yet, here we were,

driving over an hour away

to visit a doctor, of all people.

And I hate doctors.

But I was actually rather excited to go.

I haven't been 'normal' in a really long time.

(though some would say I've never been normal...)

As I told Dr Baker,

I understand that 'normal' is going to change

with children and seasons of life.

But this me,

this person that I am now, 

and have been for a long time,

can't possibly be the normal that I should be.

Please, God, No!!

My biggest fear was that he would listen to me ramble

and then tell me there was nothing medically wrong me;

I'm just flawed.

Hopelessly, disgustedly flawed.

But thank goodness,

that's not what he said.

I'm hopeful that soon, with some supplements

and bioidentical hormones - created specifically for me

I'll be a new me;

 a perfectly normal

me.

I'm ready!