I met my new General Practitioner (GP) this week after choosing to leave my previous doctor — a choice I had been sitting with quietly for almost a year. It wasn’t made lightly. But it came down to something very simple: I needed a doctor who was truly in my corner. Someone willing to listen, collaborate, and support my bone-building journey — not minimize it or rush past it.

“You look way too young to have severe osteoporosis.” If I had a dollar for every time I heard that phrase this past year, I’d probably have enough saved for my next functional doctor appointment.