- I’m learning more about what the hell is wrong with my body. Specifically, when I go to the doc on Friday this week, I’m going to request a full sex-hormone panel and a full thyroid panel, including a TPO test (to rule out Hashimoto’s). Today my sister is having the rest of her thyroid removed. If I was a person who prayed, I would pray for her today.
- Not having to snack – I know I keep mentioning this, but it’s such a benefit I have to say it again. Today I’m going to be in my car or at a training for almost 10 hours. I know I’m not going to be desperate for snacks during that time and I’ll be alert to drive 6 of those 10 hours. That’s awesome.
- Dysmenorrhea - I’m 2 weeks late. Took another prego test. Still negative. I’m just hormonally screwed up. And the icing on the cake is that every few days I have another bout of PMS – bad mood, argumentative, tired, over it. Had one of those days yesterday. This isn’t the first time I’ve been late – as I mentioned in a previous post, my cycle has been a bit screwy since I had a miscarriage a year ago. This is the latest I’ve ever been though, without being pregnant.
- My Mother – had another phone conversation with her yesterday that left me feeling like crying. Actually I did cry (see #1 above). This was our conversation:
Me: Mom, have you checked the margarine in your refrigerator yet for trans fats?
(I’m taking it slow with the dietary recommendations. My parents don’t make big changes.)
Mom: Oh, I’m not eating margarine anymore.
Me: You’re not!?!?!? That’s great!
Mom: No not because of that (i.e. “you”), but because of something else. I went to my doctor and told her I was eating margarine, and she said, “Margarine! Why are you eating Margarine! You’re on a low-fat diet!”
Me: Oh Mom…NO ONE should be on a low-fat diet.
Mom: (making uncomfortable noises, but otherwise silent. Then…) Well, anyway, the margarine will be bulking up the back of the refrigerator from now on.
Me: You’re not going to just throw it out?
Mom: (more silence)
Me: Will you at least check it for trans fats if you’re going to keep it? Partially hydrogenated oils? That’s pretty much the worst thing you could put in your body.
What a bunch of crap. My poor brainwashed mom has struggled with her weight my whole life (and probably longer). She believes her damn doctor who tells her she needs to cut the fat (as if low-fat margarine wasn’t low enough), despite 40+ years of experience to the contrary. No wonder she’s always been depressed.
Gotta go. Baby’s up. Let the adrenal fatigue fest begin.