Did I just get Paula Abdul and DJ Scat Cat in your head? Now we are twinners.
This hypothyroid thing is for the birds, I tells you. For every day that is awesome and full of energy there seems to be another that is filled with shaking and anxiety and utter exhaustion. I know it will be a long process to get the medication just right, but I feel like there is some sort of cruelty in giving me health after so, so long, and then yanking it back out.
Example:
Monday I eat right, go to the gym, make dinner, run errands, go to sleep happy and with patience and love for all mankind.
Tuesday I cannot keep my eyes open, to the point where I am not safe around the children. Luckily W has a short day and I go to sleep from 3 pm until Wednesday...
...when I wake up at 5 am ready to go, craving running and weight lifting.
Hormones are no joke, y'alls.
Now go tap dance with an animated cat for me, I am sleeping until I stumble downstairs and make Kraft Dinner.
Sunday, August 12, 2012
One Step Forward, Two Steps Back
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I hope you have a great endocrinologist. Mine was meh, and kept trying to tell me I was "just" depressed. Oddly enough, my issues resolved themselves after a few years. Wishing you the best!
Um, yes, that song is now in my head, and it's evil. Even worse, mental images of that video are flashing in my head. I think I might sue, when you're feeling better, which I hope is soon.
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