Man, am I ever the over-achiever!
Some may know that I had Graves Disease that went hypo and has been all over the charts ever since. The big kicker is that stress (good or bad) can really smack it out of wack. I usually find myself so caught up in the stress that I forget the symptoms I’m supposed to be looking for until it gets REAL bad.
Lately it’s been REAL bad.
Went and got my blood tested. The nurse said, “If the results are way off then you’ll get a phone call tomorrow. If it’s just a little off, then you’ll get something in the mail.” I was praying like a mad woman that they called ’cause if this wasn’t my thyroid then I was going mental and I would hate to prove my sister-in-law right!
{Ring}
“Y.E.S.!”
“Uhm…is this Jenny Beth?”
“If you’re selling me something, you better be calling from another country cause I’m going to kill you for using my middle name!”
“Okkkaaay. Jenny? This is Dr. Jones’ office calling about your lab results?”
“Ohhhhhhh…..hehehe….sorry about that. I take it it’s bad.”
“Judging from this phone call I think you know that already. The normal range is 0.34 - 4.82….Jenny, you are 34.40. Are ya feeling it??”
Oh was I feeling it.
So I got my new meds and should be feeling a bit better within a few weeks or so. Man! How did I get off track so bad? I told my mum and she went Harry Carrey on me. She gave me the whole, “I told you this and I told you that and I’m probably just spittin’ in the wind with you!!!”
I let her get it all out; promising to take my pills regularly. The next day I went to visit her and she was still irritated with. Apparently she had dreamt that night she was literately spitting in the wind. All tuckered out, she was!
So what’s with the spitting in the wind? Have no clue, but don’t you dare ask her about licking her calf! That’s a whole other weird “saying” passed down. Every heard of ‘em?
