I’m doing so much better after my week of being ordered by the doctor to keep my leg elevated. I hated missing the week of work but sometimes my health needs to take priority. I’m getting around pretty well with a smaller support brace and my cane. I almost didn’t take my cane to work today but ended up standing during a class to interpret for 90 minutes and needed it after that. *sigh* The good news is that a week ago I couldn’t have done that at all. So progress is going well.
Interpreting part of work is going well too, I am finally feeling like I’m back. The first few weeks are hectic as they are doing some baseline testing to make sure the cadets are in the right cohort. Hopefully, the Deaf/Hard of Hearing (DHH) students won’t be moved around too much. I’m finally getting the hang of my schedule and getting into the groove of my classes.
Jerry and I took another week off of going to preseason football though. I was worried about working and then walking the stadium and getting to our seats. I’m still not steady with stairs and our seats could be tricky for me. I’m sure I’ll be ready by the home opener on September 17th. So for now, we sit at home and wonder how the Jacksonville Jaguars are gonna do this season. I’m a little leery.
August 5th, I took a fall and injured my left knee. Twelve days in of recovery and I’m told to keep my knee straight and elevate it as much as possible. Which is easy because it doesn’t bend on its own very well right now.
So why the need to pull out the blog writing today? A week ago I had to attend a meeting to start the new school year. The building was old. I’m hobbling into the building, thank goodness they had a ramp to accommodate the 4 steps that I would have had to take, and make my way to the third floor. So I’m walking with my cane, to keep me stable, and trying to open doors to get in. Have you ever tried to open a door with only your left hand? It’s awkward as you end up crossing your body with the door. Okay..so, I make my way through the main door, into the elevator and up to the third floor. Great, another door into the office suite. Why isn’t there a button to open the door automatically? I make it in and get to my meeting. I’m good, put my leg up on an adjacent chair and take in all the information.
Then, it happens, I have to use the restroom. Ugh….back out the door, easier pushing it but not by much. Again, would love an automatic door button to make it easier. I get to the restroom and see three tiny stalls. Not ONE accessible stall. WHAT?! How is that even possible? What year is it? I plop myself down and take care of things. Thankfully, my husband had gotten me the cane the night before. The cane was my savior in that tiny stall. I was able to lift myself and my bum leg up but it wasn’t easy from a standard height commode. I hobbled back to the meeting room appalled that the district I worked for had no restroom accommodations. Maybe they do…maybe it’s tucked away in another part of the building. I do know that no one offered it to me. I hope there is one on that floor somewhere….
I will heal, My leg will bend again. But things like this are what people with physical challenges handle every day. I try to hold the door open for people as much as I can. I try to accommodate needs as much as I can. I hope I’m not failing. This little experience has really sparked something. Never take for granted, walking across the living room with a cup of coffee and my phone. Right now, I can do it in my house where there are plenty of “feel your way” helpers around the room and I can tuck my phone under my chin but at work, I must wear everything I need in a backpack or purse. Leaving the house is a chore. Carrying a lunch box and getting down the four steps that lead to the drive, I have to make sure I don’t have other things in my hand or I can’t manage the stairs with my cane. So things get left home. If I can’t carry it on me, I don’t need it. Not practical but it will have to do…for now.
So…On Valentine’s day I knocked out one of my front lower teeth. I knew it was loose and I needed to get to a dentist but I was hoping to wait for spring break so I wouldn’t have to take time off work. My mouth had other ideas. Got into a dentist on the 19th and told me that I had periodontal issues and would need the rest of my lower incisors extracted, wait a week for healing, come in for impressions, and then in 2 weeks I would get a partial denture. My world crumbled. I know I’m almost 48, but I was too young for dentures.
A week later, and a whole lot of internet research, I’m not too young/old for dentures. In fact there are tons of people out there who have dentures since they were in their 20’s. I couldn’t imagine going three weeks with no teeth so I called Dr. Davis and was able to get in to see him this morning. Exam, done. Impressions, done. I will be having my three remaining lower incisor teeth pulled next Thursday and my partial denture will be given to me that day. Not three weeks later. YAY! I’m killing my sick leave but I now know that I need to get on this mouth issue ASAP. Of course, I knew that periodontal disease can cause health problems but I was in denial. Even though my father had periodontal issues. In fact, I think he had the same kind of partial I’m getting. I’m sure my Hashimoto’s and diabetes aren’t helping my mouth health at all. UGH….so overwhelmed but looking forward to getting this started.
I know that this probably isn’t the end of my dental problems either. My upper incisors are splaying out but aren’t loose so we aren’t doing anything with them. Yet… I am hoping invisaligners but who knows…
I want to thank KALinJAX and her YouTube channel, and website for helping me with the courage factor. You are an inspiration to many and I am grateful that people like you are out there making us fraidy cats feel a little better. I know my situation isn’t the same as yours but the same feelings are there.
So there you have it….another little speed bump in life that keeps things interesting. I’m hoping that is the only speed bump for a while.
Today is “Take care of Jeanne” day. I had my quarterly check up with my endocrinologist. I’m doing good. He was pleased with my weight loss. I mentioned that I went gluten free and he said that I should continue to feel better and better. We even changed my thyroid medicine to a gluten free option. I love it when doctors listen to their patients and work with them.
I’m writing my post now as in about 15 minutes I need to head to my eye doctor for a check up. I don’t do well with dilation so typing on a computer screen is painful. ..and crazy looking because I have to zoom the screen to 150%
So here are my three things I’m grateful for:
Doctors that listen to me and don’t discourage me from doing research on my health and how to treat it.
Daily contacts. I don’t have nearly the discomfort I had before..not that it was bad but my monthlies only lasted about 2 weeks before they bugged me.
That I have healthcare. It’s such a pain to take time off and go to the doctor but I think about how I might feel if I weren’t getting the right treatment for Hashimoto’s. A day off to take care of me seems a small price. My insurance is included in my benefits package with the school district. It isn’t the best insurance I’ve had…that was when I was working for AOL but it is pretty stress free which I think is worth something too.
Okay..it’s time to go get dilated. (That sounds..umm…wrong)
Jerry and I have been under the weather the past week. Today we ventured out to go to one of our favorite Mexican restaurants. Neither one of us could finish our meals. So we left it. Trying to eat healthier, it doesn’t make sense to bring home leftovers.
Flash forward to dinner time. We fire up the grill for to filet mignon, bacon sauteed brussel sprouts, and a sweet potato for me and baked potato for Jerry. Half way through dinner, we were done. We usually always finish dinner. So I grabbed the foil, wrapped our plates for the fridge.
I’m hoping the trend continues. If we can reduce portions I’m sure we’ll both feel better soon. I already feel tons better since going gluten free.
…so anyway…bacon sauteed brussel sprouts are yummy! I’m going to keep that on the rotation. Although maybe not as much…. *shrug*
Today is one month Gluten Free. I have to say that most days I feel fantastic. Sure I’m still craving breads but I haven’t give in. It’s actually easier than I thought although the wings and mac ‘n cheese fritters looked yummy at tonight’s dinner. As good as they looked I didn’t want to end up with tummy aches and feeling like I was hit by a Mack truck. So, I ate my corn tortilla chips nachos.
I’m really proud of my commitment and have to say that losing twenty pounds is great incentive to keep it up. I realize that a lot of that is probably water weight but I’ll still take it. I am really surprised at how much energy I have…sure I still need my 8-9 hours of sleep a night but those waking hours I’m way more hyper than I have been in years. Poor Jerry…
I am hoping that when I go back to for my next thyroid check in January that my antibody numbers are much better. In a way…I don’t even care. This is probably the best I’ve felt it months. I probably just jinxed myself.
So yeah…just a little celebratory blog post to say “Yay me!!”
I think my blog is collecting too much dust. I don’t know why I don’t post more. A lot of it has to do with my Google+ account. It’s there that I do most of my online interactions. I should utilize this space more though. It’s cathartic to just sit and type out my feelings. It doesn’t matter who reads it, it’s for me.
So, what’ have I been up to? I started walking Mondays through Fridays on a treadmill at a gym. Yes, you read that right. At. A. Gym. This morbidly obese woman walks into a gym and waddles over to the treadmills and walks. I usually try not to get on the ones that are in front of mirrors because I don’t really enjoy watching my “stuff” jiggle while I walk. It’s like a bad B-movie where I’m a monstrous bowl of Jello coming to stomp out the small country village. I also don’t interact with people there. I hardly ever make eye contact. I plug my headphones in before I walk through the door and listen to my music so I can be in my little safe world. The staff, when they are there that early usually tells me “Have a nice day” as I waddle out the door at the end of my walk. It’s nice…I guess…
I started five weeks ago. I’m doing a 12 week walking plan put out by the Mayo Clinic. I’m feeling better overall. I have more energy and I’m sleeping better at night. Last week we went to the zoo and I could actually walk pretty much the entire time. I think I only had to tell Jerry that I needed to sit for a minute a couple of times. In the past it would have been like every 10 to 15 minutes. Yay me!
Work is going well. I have an intern there for three days a week. It’s been going well. It’s actually a great learning experience for me as well. It reminds me of the things I need to work on to be a better interpreter. It is fun to see the intern at week one and how much they improve over the weeks. I think we are in the halfway point of their internship. I hope I’m doing a good job as a mentor…
Wow, I really don’t update my blog enough. I guess since Google+ is there I tend to micro-blog there quite a bit.
It’s almost holiday season. I can’t believe the school year has gone by so quickly. I wish I could say that it’s been a good year, and mental it has. Physically, not so much. Last year I started having problems with my left shoulder. It nearly locked up on me. A round of steroids and things got better. Summer vacation allowed me to rest from interpreting and I didn’t give it a second thought. The school year started and I would be working with a different student. One who was enrolled in advanced classes. What!? I really didn’t know what to expect. After the first couple weeks I was blown away. The kids in these classes actually understood and I could see the learning happening. So fun! With these classes came a higher level of interpreting. I love it. There is only one draw back, the teachers talk for the entire 90 minute block. Four classes a day + 90 minutes = Ouchiness. My shoulder started hurting again. I headed back to the doctor for another round of steroids. It helped relieve some of the pain but I started experiencing numbness in my bicep and hand. UGH!
This week I go to an orthopedic specialist to see what can be done. It’s odd, the pain I feel. I can only describe it as electricity shooting down from my shoulder to my middle, index finger, and thumb. Pins and needles I guess would be another way to say it. Some of my colleagues are sure it’s Carpal Tunnel. I hope they are wrong as I don’t have any pain in my wrist area. I guess that’s why we go to doctors, right? I’m a tad nervous all though I’ll be happy if they can stop this feeling in my arm and hand.
One person mentioned that I’m probably getting injured because I need to lose weight. Yes, I’m overweight. Yes, it can cause added pressure on my joints, i know this. Yes, I know I need to lose weight. But I honestly think it’s the 90 minute blocks of interpreting, four times a day that is causing some kind of repetitive stress injury. Again, I’ll let the doctor diagnose me and stop Googling things to try to self diagnose.
In an effort to start moving again and help get some flexibility, I took a private yoga lesson. I feel in love with the process. I haven’t been able to go back due to my shoulder I decided to find a home practice DVD and do what I could. After a thorough search of the internet I found www.gratefulspirityoga.net. I ordered the DVD, Expanding into Fullness (heh..the name cracks me up, I got your fullness right here). It sat on the table for a week. Today, was the first time I used the DVD. Ahhhhh….I feel good. I couldn’t do all the poses. That’s fine. If my shoulder started to do it’s electrical thing, I rested. I already feel different, better. I wonder if that’s normal?
What else, Oh…Jerry is now a Glass Explorer. I was given an opportunity to invite people to become explorers. It’s been fun to have him be a Glass celebrity with me when we go out and about. People don’t approach him though…they beeline to me. It’s got to be because I’m so cute 🙂
Today was my appointment for my endocrinologist. I was a little anxious as this was the first appointment since the doctor put me on Bydureon. I was finally getting past the side effects and able to keep my tummy aches to a minimum now. I didn’t want to go through that again with a different medicine if that one didn’t work. Also, insomnia has been in high gear lately so I was curious about my TSH levels.
A1C = 5.0 YAY!! Feels good to know that the medicine is working. The once a week shot isn’t really that big of a deal. I like it better than the twice a day shot of Byetta, that’s for sure!
TSH = 0.05 YIKES! (I usually feel best when it’s around 1.0) I kind of knew because of the insomnia and some other things that have been going on. The doctor wants to keep my Synthroid dosage the same but lower my Cytomel. Hopefully that will do the trick. I’ll find out in Mid-October when I do more labs.
All my other labs looked great. The doctor was more than pleased with how everything is going along. It’s nice to have a good checkup.