Week 2 (Day 11) - Supplements and drugs

I have an Amazon order today. Google (which I know doctors just hate us to use) informs me that in many cases of non-union the patient is found to be Vitamin D deficient, but it is still not a recommendation to take Vitamin D. That makes no sense to me at all. I already knew I was Vitamin D deficient from testing in April to check my thyroid function, so I up my Vitamin D supplement to two sprays of 3000 a day.

After poor healing from a surgery last year, my doctor in Sydney recommended that I use sprays or sublingual tablets, as the rest of my digestive system doesn't seem terribly good at absorbing vitamins. I also increase my Vitamin B12 spray to twice a day, to help healing generally. And I buy a Bone Support supplement with Calcium, Magnesium, Manganese, Vit K, and Boron.

What with the supplements and the Tramadol, Diazepam, Anadin Plus, and occasional Ibuprofen I'm taking, I've had to start keeping track of medications and times to make sure I'm not taking too much (or too little!).

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