Hyperprolactinemia causes decalcification of the bones.Sometimes it’s easier not knowing. But that’s not the idea behind this website. The idea is to realize the harsh reality – and do something about it. Recently I had an x-ray of my spine to check bone density. The reason for this is that long term hyperprolactinemia can cause decalcification of the bones. I’ve read that bone density is at its highest in mid-twenties and from there it goes down. You can go through life with a low bone density and never be bothered by it – but I think that’s mostly true for people who never actually know about it!

Now I know about it!

I have many times questioned why I needed medication. My tumor is very small and I have no baby-plans at this moment. So what’s the problem? With a bone density score of -1.3 I now have diagnosed osteopenia in my spine. Increased chance of osteoporosis due to hyperprolactinemia is now personally confirmed.

I did know about the increased risk of osteoporosis but somehow didn’t consider myself at risk. I have never broken a bone and have thick and strong nails and hair. Somehow I thought that indicated healthy bones – apparently it doesn’t. Since I started showing symptoms of hyperprolactinemia, it’s been 10 years and I guess it’s overdue.

I have been prescribed supplements of calcium and D-vitamin. Fortunately this is a treatment I can relate to. It was a relief not to be subjected to a new drug I would feel guilty for not wanting to take.

I was introduced to a Calcium supplement at a health exhibition and I have decided to give it a go. It’s a bit expensive but I will rather pay a bit more and be guaranteed results and quality – it is after all my skeleton I’m talking about. It’s German and called En.Berry. It was a Danish ex-marathon runner, also diagnosed with low bone density, who gave a lecture about it. She had improved her bone density and had resumed her running career. She does work for the En.Berry Company but Danish moral combined with German attention to detail, won me over!

It wasn’t my best day ever, the day I got the results. It has to get worse before it gets better – right?


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