My schedule has been overtaken with doctor appointments and work in the last week. As most married women will confirm, coming home after a long day is exhausting.
Not only do I have to take care of Princess Maya, I also had to play nice wife and cook...and clean...and do all this other "stuff" that is part of everyday life.
Did I mention how exhausted I have been?
It gets better...
As I had predicted, my Endocrinologist confirmed that my Thyroid is in worst shape than I thought.
The blood results also confirmed that my PCOS has really exploded into pre-diabetes mode (insulin resistant), and that my liver, has the high propensity of becoming "fatty" if I don't take weight off my body.
Oh, it gets better: my iron levels are SUPER low.
Want the icing on the cake? My ligaments on my ankle might be torn.
Yes, this all happened in ONE week.
Did I mention how exhausted I have been?
The good news in all this, my doctor commends my healthy diet - not the amount of food I eat. How can I put this mildly without ya'll falling to the floor in a laughing fit: I dont eat enough.
I eat well, meaning good and healthy food, just not enough of it.
Go f'n figure - I am fat and I am not fat because of what I eat.
I like to exercise - but I can't because my body is one big bag of bones and nerves that are broken (or torn, or swollen).
Did I mention how exhausted I have been?
Going back to that "one week," let me clarify: shit has been on the fan for months. I quite simply have been pushing myself and ignoring all the signs.
"Fat ankle, heck, fat middle aside, if my brain can somehow manage work in spite of the brain fog, it might simple be a battle between mind and matter," I repeat to myself as I walk around in a fog, or pain, or just exhausted, every day.
I promise you, this isn't a venting post - although it seems that way - this is more: rainbow-at-the-end-of-the-post, post.
This is why:
My new thyroid medications are working.
Meaning, if I take breaks during the day or tune-out unnecessary time consuming activities, the fog is gone. I can be fully focused on any one activity, even without my ADD meds.
Really!
I am much, much calmer and less anxious. Things that would have thrown me for a hissy fit two weeks ago, roll off my back now. There's something to be said with (at least part of) your body working with you, not against you.
I now wake up refreshed after a full seven to eight hours of sleep, and my body quietly shuts down after a full day.
If I could sing and dance I could. I can't believe I waited so long to do what I needed to do.
So here goes my message to you: Feel something funny with your body? Don't ignore it. Take care of it.
Yes, doctor appointments are time consuming, even exhausting.
But at the end of the day, if you don't have good health, you can't enjoy everything life has to offer.
Remember to take care of YOU...
The sooner the better!