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The Hormones

October 21st, 2007

As if I’m not hormonal enough, let me tell you.

As most of you know, I’ve had some major high blood pressure/thyroid issues that the doctors are trying desperately to figure out.

Obviously because it’s been almost two weeks and I’m still undiagnosed, but whatever, I’m sure they are concerned, at least a little bit.

or not.

On Friday morning I went in for my long awaited thyroid ultrasound. I had pre-registered for my ultrasound the day before and walked into this tiny hospital at 9:28, with my crack coffee in hand, allowing myself PU-LENTY of time to get to the ultrasound room. Really, it’s small. Wal-Mart across the street is much bigger. I was stopped at the front desk and I told them that I had pre-registered, THANKYOUVERYMUCH and she was like "take a number, beyotch."

So, I did. I had number ONE. And I sat there, waiting for…no one. It was aggravating to say the least. I walked up at 9:40 and was like, "hi there, Sue. My appointment was at 9:30 and now I’m sitting here. Are the ultrasound folks going to think I didn’t show up?" And she was like "probably, you were supposed to be here early."

Oh really? Early? Because nobody told me that.

So, someone called the ultrasound folks and I sat back down. And continued to wait for absolutely nobody, because I was still number ONE.

I was called up to the desk and asked for all sorts of information. I thought maybe I had accidently applied for a small loan, but apparently I was in fact, in the right place. Sue proceeded to call the ultrasound folks, not knowing someone else did, and told them that Beth Folding Laundry had just arrived. Wha? Who? Who the Wha? I whipped my head around and looked at the clock and it said 9:48.

I know she di’int.

But, truly, I didn’t care. I’m totally hormonal. I went from wanting to shove the phone down her throat to wanting to hug her for being a jerk. whatever. I quit.

So, I went back to the ultrasound folks and had my ultrasound done on my thyroid. Which typically is not a big deal, but when your thyroid is swollen and you already have the someone is trying to choke me feeling all of the time, that little wand adds a lot of pressure. Let’s just say I was glad to be in my car with my crack coffee when that ordeal was over with.

Which leads me to yesterday, yes ya’ll, I have a point. I woke up and took my thyroid meds and blood pressure meds (among other medications not listed), and yes, I use a daily pill holder because I’m EIGHTY. About 30 minutes went by when my body started to freak out. I had already felt feverish when I woke up, but I started to feel real bad. Fever (100.6), high pulse (105! resting), high blood pressure (freakin’ high).

And the tightening around my throat??? Almost to the point where I go to the emergency room. So, instead, I called my doctor on a Saturday morning.

I CALLED MY DOCTOR ON A SATURDAY MORNING. I still can not believe I did that, but … I had to. He called me back and apparently, that little wand on my throat, where my thyroid is, released hormones from my thyroid into my body. So, when I woke up and took my dose of additional thyroid?

My body lost it’s ever loving mind.

It was quite a day, filled with MANY, MANY HORMONES! And a lot of naps and my heart beat more yesterday than it has in my thirty years combined, but hey, I survived and today, I’m better, I think.

I hope.

And so does my husband.

And so does my doctor, after all, I pulled the I’ll call you on Saturday card, I think I may have a diagnosis sometime within the hour.

Sleepy Hollow

October 17th, 2007

I find it important to tell you that my blood pressure was still grossly high today, like the highest ever. Which is fun, you know, if you are into strokes and stuff.

I kid. But it was high. (157/113) So, after spending the early part of my day worried about my SKYROCKETING blood pressure, which only increases my blood pressure and after spending my day feeling "cold medicine (night time formula) fatigue", It was time to head to the doctor. Because I love spending $20 to sit in a waiting room for 75 minutes before getting weighed, then having a grouchy nurse take your pulse and temperature and then talking to a man for four minutes just to leave confused. The price I will pay for a little adventure.

I’m still having the choking sensation, which means I really need this ultrasound done on Friday. I won’t get the results back until Tuesday. Until then, my thyroid meds will be increased again and I have been placed on a diuretic, which equals mucho pee. good times.

Kids, what have we learned today? Higher dose of thyroid meds and higher thyroid levels means better chance for quality blogging. (although unlikely) No more of this blood pressure crap. You think you are tired of it, think of me.

Did you know when we were in Southern Indiana (Brown County, to be exact) we purchased lots of things? Big things, little things, good smelling things, Christmas things, all sorts of things. See?

She’s very strong.

I have another picture of the guys carrying stuff, too. Big stuff. But I’m much too lazy to show you the picture. What did I carry? My camera, of course. I’m all about sharing the responsibilities. (it took me 2 minutes and 62 tries to spell that work correctly.)

And here is a picture of my sister and I having breakfast at a new favorite restaurant of ours. Our bill came to $5.50 for both of our breakfasts. We felt like Rachel Ray on $40 a Day, except we are way less annoying. Usually.

I’d love to stay up and talk shop with you tonight, but I have fallen asleep three times since starting this post. No really, like head bopping, mouth open, snoring sleep. It’s attractive to say the least. I can’t even imagine how interesting it will be for you when you’ve read it. I hope you’ve had some caffeine. or a pillow nearby.

so very lazy

October 16th, 2007

Back in July, we returned home after an eleven day trip to North Carolina with the children. The trip included lots of driving, hotel stays and family visits.

It was divine.

After we pulled in the driveway, we began unpacking and within the hour we had totally unpacked and I had already started the laundry. Within 90 minutes we had take the kids to a nice restaurant and within 2 hours I had gone grocery shopping. The efficiency and energy were disgusting.

We returned home tonight from our three night trip sans children and my bed is covered in items that I have not yet unpacked. I’ve been home for four hours. Granted I did make dinner, but that’s about it. Which means tomorrow will be very difficult, unless you want to come over and help me unpack and clean. I would appreciate that very much.

My blood pressure is still alarmingly high and I’m not sure what to do about that. A visit and a phone call last week and I’m still having issues. And when I say high, we are talking 153/109. High. So, I’ll call again in the morning, in the meantime, I’m going to bed.

Blame it on my Mom. and her Mom…and her Mom.

October 10th, 2007

I’m going to have some difficulty trying to blog because my eyelids are oh so heavy and I feel like I’m going to fall asleep any minute lkjfldskjffffffffffffffffffflkjlksdjkf lskdalkslqqqqqqqqqqqqqlkjdlksjdksljdllllllllllllllllllllksdjlgjaldkgja;lkdfnaj;eopwjko;fejg;aoewijr;oiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

And I’m awake.

for now.

The blood pressure. OH yes, the blood pressure. Not only do I get to worry about my hypo-thyroidism, I also get to worry about my blood pressure. Both of which are products of genetics.

I’ve been on blood pressure medicine since after I had Ariel almost five years ago. I have five brothers and sisters and all but one of us are on this medicine. I have been feeling fine.

I went to see my OB about a week and a half ago when she told me by BP was high, something to the tune of 145/88. She asked me to come back and have it rechecked in one week, I did and it was just as high. My recheck was two days ago. Since then, I have not been feeling right. I feel a lot of pressure in my head, dizzy, light headed, simply put, not right.

I had essentially decided last night to call my GP (as directed by my OB) sometime today, as it seemed like my BP was getting higher and higher. (I have a blood pressure reader at home) So, this morning, first thing, I checked my BP, it was 149/102. Which is just not good at all. It’s terrible, really.

I got in to the see the doctor. While there I also told him about this feeling I was having that felt like I was being choked, which is very annoying and sometimes a little frightening. Before I even told him that, he felt my throat region. He told me my thyroid was swollen and that I need to have an ultrasound done and some lab work. He feels very strongly that my thryoid is kinda freakin’ out and my body is being "sent into a tailspin." He sent me home with lab orders and told me to double up on my current blood pressure meds. When I came home from my appointment, my BP was 157/108.

Needless to say, I’m trying to take things a little bit easy, my ultrasound isn’t until next week, unless there is a cancellation, which does suck, considering it feel likes someone is squeezing my neck.

So, once again, the thyroid rears it’s ugly head once again, causing problems.

Damn genetics.

I love you, Juan Valdez. Love. You.

August 10th, 2007

I’m fasting right now. Which is fine. Right now. But come tomorrow morning I’m not going to be happy. Without coffee and all.

I’m going into the lab to get my blood work done. I went today, I lugged the kids into the laboratory after making a series of threats for bad behavior only to be turned away. It was 3:00 p.m. All those hefty threats for nuthin’.

The girl looked down at the order and says "have you had anything to eat in the last 10 hours." I looked down at the crumbs on my shirt. "yes." "You have to fast for 10 hours prior to the test." "Nobody told me that I had to fast."

I was pretty irritated. But not because I made a separate trip for no reason, but because this means I have to drive in the morning without coffee which is equal to someone sleeping while driving.

Which is just dangerous.

I’ll pack plenty of coffee in to-go cups. Oh, yes I will. In fact, I may bring the coffee into the facility with me and start gulping it while she’s wrapping the bandage tightly around my arm. And then I’ll finish it before opening the door to my car which will be just in time for me to start the cup that’s been sitting so patiently in the cup holder.

Such a good cup.

That cup is going to taste so good. I just know it! I better drink it quickly, like before I leave the parking lot so I can begin another cup because I’m heading to the gym and if I don’t drink PLENTY of coffee I’ll probably fall asleep on the locker room floor. Which probably isn’t that clean and certainly will not give me a good workout.

And then when I leave the gym…I’ll have another cup.

But I’m not addicted or anything.

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