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.
Fajitas are a favorite in this house hold. We have tried having the “fixin'” over rice but it just isn’t the same.
Two weeks ago, we tried the Mission brand corn tortillas. They were a yummy but a bit flimsy. We were used to our flour tortillas and how they hold up to fajita goodness. Wanting to stuff more goodness into each wrap, we bought Wrap-itz gluten free tortillas.
Cardboard. Saying they were tough isn’t clear enough. When you roll them they split because they are cardboard. I’m sure they would work great in a Mexican casserole but for rolling and wrapping… No.
I’ve heard Udi’s wraps are good but haven’t found any yet. Haven’t looked that hard.
The search continues for a great, hearty, tortilla wrap.
I have decided to go Gluten Free. I’ve been reading the past couple of months about how gluten can exacerbate Hashimoto’s symptoms and honestly I’m tried of feeling like crud! So here I go…
I was going to gorge myself with tons of yummy bread and fried yumminess last Friday but my better half reminded me that that wasn’t very responsible. So Friday’s dinner was my start of my journey.
The weekend was rough. I won’t go into details, but let’s just say I had to stay close to the bathroom. I finally gave in and took some Imodium on Sunday.
Today, Monday….I’m feeling good-ish. Yes, I feel like I’m constantly hungry. I’ve heard that’s normal. I know I need to drink more fluids, this is an issue I have anyway. I know that drinking water will help flush the toxins out of my system and I’ll feel better sooner and it will help with the hunger pangs.
I want to thank the support that I’ve received from Google+. If you aren’t a member of this social media, I would suggest joining. The level of interaction is amazing.
I also want to thank my Facebook friends who also gave me some support. Did you know that Chex makes a Gluten Free oatmeal? Me neither, until a friend on FB let me in on that wonderful news. 🙂
There are tons of gluten free replacements out in the world. I could easily allow myself to simply replace bread with gluten free bread but I think I’m going to keep it’s simple, stupid. (KISS) and eat real food for now. Not that gluten free bread isn’t real but …you know. Right now the only “gluten free” replacement food I got was my morning oatmeal. I don’t want to get sucked into all of that….
So yeah. That’s what’s going on with me and my thyroid right now. I had an appointment and the doctor didn’t want to change any of my dosages so I have to take control another way. I’ve know this path was there for a long time but kept putting it off.
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…
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.
I know that I’m overweight. Morbidly obese is the title that would be on my chart. I have tried many diet, none that worked. About a year an half ago I decided I was going stop spending money on diet programs and get a hold of this myself. 52 lbs later, I still have a long way to go. 52..that’s a lot…but it’s merely a fraction of what I need to be a healthy weight. Heck to be overweight and not obese is a long road.
I am usually proud of my accomplishments that I took control and with the help of myfitnesspal.com and being on the proper medications for my Hashimoto’s Thyroiditis and Diabetes, I am slowly losing the fat. I know that if I moved more it would come off easier and to be honest 52 lbs ago, I could barely move.
Jerry and I went to the zoo two years ago and it was scary. I was out of breath, my legs burned from even standing too long and by the end of our experience I just want to cry and ball up into a blubbery mass. Good thing that’s not my M.O. This year when we went to the zoo, I could walk around and it was great. I needed a few breaks but not every 10 ft like it seemed I needed before. This summer, interpreting for an elementary student, proved to me that I am capable of things physically that I couldn’t do a year ago.
So why am bringing all this out today? It’s all because of body image. Yes, I know I’m large. I think I have a handle on carrying myself so that I don’t waddle or oaf around. Today, however, I just feel it. I feel fat. I am at the lowest weight in probably 4-6 years and I feel fat. That was a word that Jerry told me I shouldn’t say. I agree that it’s a negative word but sometimes you have to call a rose a rose, and a duck a duck.
Today’s challenge is going to be that I just let it be and don’t freak out about things. I’m going to take extra time with my hair and getting ready for our evening out at the Jaguar Scrimmage. Yes, I’m going out in public,I don’t have agoraphobia, in fact I crave human experiences with others. I’m going to think about good work I have done and put on my big girl panties and get ready 🙂 I don’t think that pun was intended….
Pains so bad that I just had to go to bed. Usually after twenty-four hours it goes away. I’m sure it’s all related to my recent introduction to the medicine, Byetta. Now, this doesn’t happen all the time. It only happens when I over indulge. That should be the hint right? Stop eating when you are full and you won’t have these terrible stomach aches. It’s basic….
So when something that upsets me comes along and I decide that I can have a full serving of Billy Barou from Moe’s I’m paying for it the next day. I need to not stuff my belly!! No more carbs to comfort myself. Food is for fuel, not comfort! I need to use that as my mantra. I am doing better. I’m still down 45lbs. Still have a long way to go, but it’s okay. I’m doing it.
It’s not like I don’t know my triggers. Stress is my trigger. When I’m stressed out I eat. Not good for someone with so many endocrine problems. Maybe if I ate celery, but who craves that when they are upset. I have little stress in my life. The only thing right now is family drama. The reason I ate a whole plate of nachos Monday night. I can’t control other people’s lives and honestly wouldn’t want to. Also, I know I can sleep at night with a good conscience and that I have not wronged my family.
The lesson is, I guess, that moderation is the key. Oh…and drama free is the way to be. Somethings I should have already known from my life experiences. It’s funny how life lessons come back and nip you in the bud.
It was a short week at work, yet it seemed to go on forever. Monday was a holiday so we weren’t there, and I was even out sick on Thursday but more on that in a minute. I don’t know why the work week seemed so long, I’m just happy it’s over.
As I posted earlier, some of my health routines would be changing. One of them is that they have doubled my dose of Furosemide (Lasix). I already have a problem keeping up with my fluid intake and Wednesday night when I took my new dosage? WHAMMY!! Some of the worse leg cramps I have ever experienced in my life. I thought my shins were on fire it was so bad. I spent the night drinking water and using the restroom every hour like clockwork. Needless to say, I didn’t go to work as I could barely stand let alone walk. A day of drinking gallons of water and resting I was ready for work the next day.
So cheers to the weekend! Looking forward to Sunday’s Jaguar opening game. Hope it’s not too hot or raining. Forecast is 90’s with a chance of rain. *shrug*
Sometimes we need to put our health first, even when we don’t want to. I’ve ignored my Hashimoto’s and Diabetes too often. That is going to change because I am tired of feeling crumby. Finally went and saw my Endocrinologist today.
I hate taking pills. I have 10 different medicines I have to take a day.
7 in the morning
2 when I get home from work
3 with dinner
Some of them are doubled up (morning and night) but wow…I need a spreadsheet to keep it all straight. Actually my OCD keeps me on top of things. I wish my OCD would keep my house clean but that’s another post.
I’ve also traded one pill (Januvia) for a pen injection (Byetta). Hopefully this will keep my blood sugars even throughout the day. I’m having a problem with my fasting sugars hanging around 160-180. Bonus, side effect of Byetta is that patients usually lose weight!
Still trying to get my thyroid closer to a normal level. The shakes have stopped but my Endocrinologist is hoping that doesn’t mean it’s swinging back up to being too high. I am guessing that I’ll be back on having blood tests every 6-8 week for the next few months.
I’m also trying to keep my stress levels down. Things at work were really riling me up, and it’s only the third week. I can’t do that to myself. That whole “balance the wheel of life” can really be a challenge and this summer really had been stress free. Even while working summer school. I’m going to try to carry that mentality to the normal school year.
Had labs done last Friday, saw my Endo today and have another doctor appointment on Friday and more labs to do this weekend. Oof! Why do I put myself through this?…oh yeah…to feel better.