In my first blog on this site, I talked about how I finally, after 14 years, found an endocrinologist who I trusted. Fully, completely, boomboombam-trusted. Well…now I’m in a position where I have lost that doctor and I’m back to square one. I’m not going to lie – I cried. (Not the “cute cry” either. Nah, I don’t do that. I do the full-on, wrinkly face, snotty nose, “oh my god, look at that pathetic girl” cry. It’s bad. No bueno) I cursed. I freaked out. I called an emergency