When I first started on TRT, I thought I had it all figured out. I mean, how hard could it be? Stick to the dosage, maybe tweak it a bit, and boom—life’s grand. But then, something happened that made me realise I was only scratching the surface: blood work.

The Wake-Up Call

It was a typical Irish morning—grey skies, a bit of drizzle, and the usual chaos of getting Sarah and Adam ready for school. I was feeling a bit off, more tired than usual, and my mood was all over the place. Jenny, ever the voice of reason, suggested I get my bloods checked. Reluctantly, I agreed.