Hashimoto’s and Being Antisocial

I’m having a rough morning… again. Seems to be the “norm” here, lately. I want very much to share the reason with you, but it’s personal and I don’t think it should be shared publicly. I will say that it has to do with FAMILY.

Writing through the tears….

Yesterday, Hubs and I went to look at campers again. We are hoping to buy a 5th wheel sometime later this year. We have been looking on and off for months, trying to decide on the one that we can afford and that fits our needs and “likes”. If you aren’t sure what a 5th wheel is… here’s a picture. This is one that we looked at and liked. I love all the woodwork! The bedroom and bath aren’t pictured, but they are in the upper part of the camper.

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Photo credit — GIANTRV.com

After we got home yesterday, I was SOOOO TIRED! For whatever reason, all of my energy had vanished. My only guess is that I was having a “Hashi’s Day”.

I don’t want to go to church. I am too emotional. (We go to early church) It also has to do with the fact that I have become so antisocial. It has nothing to with anyone else. It’s just ME.

Well…. I just Googled “Hashimoto’s and feeling antisocial” and found an article… (might be a blog. I’m not sure)… written by a lady with Hashi’s. It was written in 2011, but that is irrelevant, because I TOTALLY RELATE TO IT!!!  The only one big difference is that she doesn’t have the weight gain symptom, and I …. of course!! … do.

The title of the article is called … Hashimoto’s: Life as a Zombie  (You can click to read the actual article… or keep reading below and read it with my added highlights)

The title is PERFECT!  (Thankfully, I don’t always feel that way. But… I do often)

I think I’m going to copy and paste it into a WORD document and highlight the parts that I relate to, and attach that as well.

Still writing through the tears….

Here is the LINK to the article where I have highlighted parts of it.

Never mind. I can’t figure out how to attach a WORD document. UGH. Sooo…. I know it will make this blog post long… but I am going to copy and paste it here. Forgive me for not getting to my journal today. This is a definite “bunny trail”, but it is an informative one.

WordPress won’t let me highlight… so… the parts I relate to are in bold BLUE.

Hashimoto’s: Life as a Zombie

Two attempted suicides. One arrest for uttering threats of suicide. A week long sabbatical at the St. Micheal’s Hospital Psychiatric Ward. One discarded prescription for Prozac. Eight years of crippling anxiety attacks. One clinical diagnosis of bipolar disorder. 4, 380 hours of sleep per year. 8, 760 hours of immobilizing exhaustion. Unknown hours of missed work. Unknown number of memories unremembered. Unknown number of words, definitions and spellings, lost and forgotten. Unknown number of social functions unattended. Two failed relationships. Several failed friendships. Over 80 hours of Emergency room wait time per year. Unknown number of UTI’s, kidney infection’s and anaphylactic episodes. Unknown number of hours spent on the toilet. 300 dollars of antibiotics per year. Thousands of dollars of acupuncture, colonic treatments, vitamins and acne skin treatments. An unexaggerated million needle pricks. 20 gallons of blood drawn. One ultrasound. (I’ve had two, so far.) Unknown number of hours of absolute misery.

This was my life. Most days this continues to be my life, however, now I can say with absolute confidence that I am NOT crazy, I am NOT lazy, I am NOT complacent, I DO NOT have a mood disorder, I am NOT bipolar, I am NOT antisocial and I am NOT clinically depressed. I AM, however, one of the millions of people suffering from an autoimmune disease called Hashimoto’s Thyroiditis. Quite simply, my body is attacking itself, in specifically it is attacking and causing gradual destruction to my thyroid gland. The disease has such an expansive range of consequences on the mind and body it often gets camouflaged as many other physical and mental disorders. More than half of the people suffering from Hashimoto’s are either undiagnosed or misdiagnosed. My diagnosis took 8 years. I saw countless psychiatrists and MD’s. When hypothyroidism was suspected I was refused a referral to an Endocrinologist by two different doctors. I was prescribed countless medications and vitamins to treat constipation, depression, anxiety, memory loss, iron deficiencies, fatigue and sleep deprivation. I have developed alcoholic habits to subdue my symptoms. I have withdrawn from my friends, from my loves and my life. The disease has robbed me of time, memories, happiness and simple pleasures. It has taken my spirit and left an empty shell. 

Perhaps the most difficult and challenging component to the disease is trying to convince the rest of the world it exists. Unless you are a fellow sufferer, Hashimotos is impossible to understand and very difficult to clarify.

For the most part my physical symptoms are undetectable to the public. For whatever reason I have been unaffected by one of the major physical symptoms of Hashimoto’s; weight gain. (I’m jealous!!)  However, Hashimoto’s affects each sufferer individually. Physically I am afflicted by bowel issues, menstrual issues, extreme sensitivity to cold followed by hot flashes, frequent illness including kidney infections and throat infections, hoarse voice, numbness and tingling in fingers, difficulty swallowing, enlarged thyroid, low body temperature, coarse skin, acne, dry hair, brittle nails, muscle cramps, heart pain and extreme EXTREME fatigue. I can often sleep 12 hours or more and will wake feeling completely ragged. Some days I lack enough energy to bath myself, dress myself or even feed myself. However and having said that, I’d much rather contend with the aforementioned than the malady of my mind.

One of the affects of Hashimoto’s is parallel to that of aging. As you age, memory, concentration and the ability to process new information becomes challenging. (This is part of the reason I had to quit my bookkeeping job.) Hashimoto’s has made my mind forget. My long term and short term memory sometimes operates as poorly as an elderly with dementia. If I am asked to perform a task at work, 9 times out of 10, within seconds and steps on route to execute the task, I will forget what I was meant to be doing. I have forgotten the names of close friends and relatives. I have massive trenches of blankness when trying to recollect my past memories. Due to these bouts of forgetfulness I have disappointed and frustrated many friends, employers, co-workers, partners etc. I have been perceived as inconsiderate, uncaring and irresponsible. I have also shown symptoms of slowing cognitive processing. My mind frequently wanders without any clarity. I am unable to vocalize entire thoughts in an articulate and fluid fashion. I get stumped on words in mid sentence. I have forgotten meanings and spellings of words. Often it is difficult for me to understand or retain new information. I often feel dense and unintelligent. I also suffer from periods of extreme sadness and depression. I often withdraw from social activities, (YES!) I am deficient of passion and enthusiasm. It is often impossible to get happy, regardless of the pleasures in my life. I avoid friendships and most conversations. (I did this one in RED in hopes that if any of my friends read this, they will understand why.) Unfortunately I don’t have a blinking light on my forehead signally ‘Hashimotos’ and many of these symptoms can be easily judged as character inadequacies. Some may believe and judge me to be haughty, snobbish and/or peculiar. Some that have encountered me in certain moments may think I am slow or dimwitted. (I’m sure that this is what my boss saw in me.)  Others may find me moody and irritable.

As an artist and vocalist I can’t imagine a more terrible set of circumstances. Hashimoto’s has stunted my creativity. It has made me indifferent as a performer. It has affected the quality and control of my voice. It has agitated my focus and moods in rehearsals and creative sessions. My once fiery passion for music, imagination, creativity and originality has been smothered and snuffed out. HOWEVER, there is a small piece of the old me left within, kicking and screaming, and she intends to fight hard to kick this thing in the ASS. As part of that campaign I felt it was very important for me to ventilate my feelings and thoughts regarding my condition to the public and to fans. This is partially an exercise to help me articulate and organize my own thoughts about Hashimotos, however, I also want to reach out not only to fellow sufferers but also to those who may be undiagnosed. If any of the aforementioned symptoms sound familiar, I strongly encourage you to request that your doctor do a blood panel of your TSH levels, as well as your Antithyroid antibodies. PLEASE. Untreated Hashimoto’s can cause heart attack, coma, dementia, Alzheimer’s, clinical depression and a number of associated autoimmune disorders.

Restoring thyroid function by taking thyroid replacement does not necessarily make symptoms go away. In fact more times than not, Hashimoto’s sufferers continue to experience symptoms after medication is prescribed. Hashimoto’s is incurable and little is known about the rhymes and reasons of the disease. The disease can park you in a repetitive cycle of depression and fatigue which strongly prevents you from taking the necessary steps to help yourself and relieve your symptoms. However and though at times it feels like a life sentence, I genuinely believe that with a little push from within, the cycle can be broken and sound body/mind CAN be revived. I believe that by experimenting with proper diet, nutrition, supplements, practicing relaxation techniques and regular exercise in COLLABORATION with regular blood panels and dosage adjustments, my symptoms can be relieved. I am desperately hopeful. I am currently seeking many avenues of help from my MD, my Naturopath, my Endocrinologist, my Acupuncturist, as well as educating myself by speaking to fellow sufferers and studying applicable literature. I intend to track my progress and keep you posted on my findings. Though I realize what works for me may not work for others, however, perhaps it may and it’s worth sharing. I hope that by imparting my experiences, trials, failures and successes in achieving physical and mental restoration from Hashimoto’s I will help not only myself but many others who suffer worthlessly and worst, silently without compassion.

I PROMISE I will get back to this subject in later blogs. In the mean time, if you are a Hashimoto’s sufferer or believe you MAY be, please reach out to me. Sometimes a little comfort from an understanding supporter is enough to push our minds forward even when our bodies would rather wilt into the dirt.

 

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Nana Has an Autoimmune Disease

Happy Friday!!

I was super busy the past two days, playing with my little Rosey! I just can’t get enough “Nana time”. It’s so much fun!

Little Bug 1 You’re not going to believe me…. but, I wasn’t ready to be a “Grandma” until I saw this sweet baby for the first time! Then… of course… it was totally, love at first sight and I was extremely proud to be “Nana” to this precious little angel!

I have always heard others say that being a grandparent is THE most awesome thing in the world. Well… it IS pretty awesome!

For me, though…. the most awesome thing in the world is seeing my beautiful daughter in the “mommy” role. She is SUCH a wonderful mommy! I could not be more proud of her!! The love I have for these two is indescribable.

There are things going on in my life right now that I am also very depressed about. Things that I wish I could share, but shouldn’t. The joy and love that I feel when I am with Ansley and Rosey, brings me to different kinds of tears… happy tears! I am so thankful for that.


Journal Entry: Friday – February 20, 2015

I had a dream last night that Hubs and I were with all of our friends, camping and hanging out. Hubs was having a good time and all I wanted to do was be by myself. I did not want to socialize. — It’s weird, because that is how I REALLY feel and it’s totally unlike me. I know that it’s one of the symptoms of HYPOTHYROIDISM, but how weird it is for me to dream about it. — This really IS weird! Two years ago, I was feeling this way and I STILL feel this way!! I’m much more happy content when I am by myself. 

I went to bed last night with a headache. I’m wondering if sugar and/or gluten are the cause. If that IS the case… then I will have to change my diet! Ugh. — Over two years later, and I still haven’t totally given up the sugar and gluten. I keep trying, but I also keep failing. 


Journal Entry: Saturday – February 21, 2015

I STILL have a headache!! I had a nagging one pretty much all day yesterday. It was SO annoying! I just wish I knew if it was sinus related or part of my Hashi’s. 

Work was “okay”. I did not work out because of the headache. 

After work, I went to the book store (I LOVE books!!!) and bought two more books. They are about Autoimmune Diseases. One book talks about reversing it “naturally”, and the other one is about “Living with an autoimmune disease”. 

What scares me the most is that if have one autoimmune disease, then I am more likely to have another one, as well. (or more!!)

In one of the books, there is a quiz to take to see where you are on the spectrum of A.I. Disease.  Such as: Mild, Moderate, or Severe. — WELL… I am WAY past severe according to the numbers!!!!! UGH!! This is SOOOOO SCARY!! 

I have SO MUCH on my mind! Maybe that is why my head hurts. 

I will have to locate the books that I mention above and find the quiz and post it either later today, or tomorrow. My office is a scattered mess at the moment with Rosey’s portable bed (that we keep here) and all of my Poshmark things. By the way…. I sold another item!! 🙂 YAY!!!  And…. I have a friend that is interested in consigning a few items with me!! Wahooo!!  I’m excited!!! 

 

First Endocrinologist Appointment

Our weekend was good. We were camping with some long time friends. We have a wonderful State Park not far from where we live and it’s the perfect place to just get away for a weekend.

Friday, it was cold chilly and damp. It rained lightly on and off all day. Saturday, the weather was MUCH nicer! Sunny and warmer!

Even on the chilly, damp day… the woods were so beautiful!

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Anyway… back to that blog post that I tried to write before I left the other day. It won’t be exactly the same, but close enough!


 

Journal Entry: Thursday – January 22, 2015

I woke up this morning about 4:30 with my legs jerking! So, I’m sure I’ll be tired later. I am anxious to go to the doctor tomorrow about my thyroid.

Journal Entry: Friday – January 23, 2015

I worked this morning and “lightly” worked out. I felt like my heart was racing and I felt “flushed”. I stopped and took my blood pressure. It was WAY high again! Thankfully, I have my appointment with the endocrinologist today. I pray that he will give me some answers. Thankfully, Hubs is going with me. 

Journal Entry: Saturday – January 24, 2015

This is how my endocrinologist appointment went yesterday —

I REALLY liked the doctor. He was VERY thorough. They saw me almost immediately, which was great! I was taken back by a woman that had me get on that evil scale! Then, she took me to another room and asked me a whole LOT of questions about my health history and about my parents health history. She also took my blood pressure, and … again… it was EXTREMELY HIGH!! 147/101!!! SOOOOO Scary!! 

She then, took us into another room where we waited for the doctor. He came in and asked me even MORE questions. (Like I said… he was VERY thorough!) He felt of my neck and said that my thyroid felt slightly enlarged. He also talked to me about my diet, alcohol intake, and my sleep. He wants me to change all of that. He doesn’t feel like I’m getting enough sleep and I am not eating at the right time since I get up so early. That makes sense, of course. 

I go back next week to have blood work done and to have an ultrasound of my thyroid. Then, I go back on February 13th for my follow up appointment. 

He is checking my thyroid levels and my estrogen levels. He thinks that I may have HYPOTHYROIDISM and/or my estrogen is low. (This is what I wanted my regular doctor to check for in the first place and she said that it couldn’t be done!)

I can’t wait to get answers and start feeling better!! 

Chronic Illness & Social Media

Do you ever sign up for email newsletters because you read a really good article on social media and you think… “That was really good! Yes, I WILL sign up to receive your newsletters in my email!

So the newsletter begins to deliver to your “mail box”  and you find that you are constantly saying to your self… “That looks good, but I’ll save it and read it later.” … knowing FULL WELL that you WON’T! It gets sucked into your long list of either opened and unread emails, or even worse… it never even gets opened and gets sucked up that way!

C’mon! I know I’m not the only one that does that!

Anyway… I actually OPENED one of those emails this morning and actually READ the article!! And now…. I want to share it with the world! Well…. maybe not the “world”, but at least those that read my blog and follow me on social media”. 

I was going to just share it in a link HERE. But, I think I will also copy and paste the actual words to the article below, as well. Unfortunately I can’t “highlight” words here on WordPress, but I will change the words that struck home with me, to a BOLD black so that you can see what parts of the article I could have written myself! 

Disclaimer:  I am NOT as angry frustrated as the author of this article seems to be. I just want others to understand where I am coming from when I post anything that has to do with my illness. For me… battling a chronic illness is a daily battle. Lately, I have been having better days and for that, I am so very thankful! 

I also want to take just a moment to thank my wonderful Hubby for being so supportive through all of this mess! — I love you!

And… To the friends out there that are also supportive… (you know who you are!!)… a big thank you to you, as well!!

And now…… finally!… here is the article!

When Posting About Your Illness on Social Media Annoys Other People

Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Snapchat… There’s a new popular social media site every year, it seems. People use them to share life updates with friends and family, to discuss the shows they’re watching, watch funny videos and read articles. Different people use these sites differently. Maybe you only post every now and then or it’s possible you post every day. Do you use it to share happy news and positive posts or possibly to vent about your crappy day or seek comfort and help from others? Maybe you do both. Either way, it’s up to you how you use your account.

But who hasn’t shared something that’s irritated someone else? A status that someone has deemed “sharing too much,” a political post, “yet another moany post” or even “another selfie.” The chances are, at some point, we’ve all shared or posted something online that another social media user has complained about, whether to our faces or not. Perhaps they responded with an ironic, hypocritical post, moaning about the people who moan online.

So where does this tie in with those of us who live with hypothyroidismHashimoto’sadrenal fatiguefibromyalgia, chronic fatigue syndrome and all the other related health conditions? ME …. I have been diagnosed with Hypothyroidism & Hashimoto’s.

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These two articles are NEXT on my list to read!

I’ve had a back and forth relationship with social media and my mental and physical health. I’ve had times of struggle but also times of successes. In the struggles, I’ve gone through phases of retracting from social media altogether, because, quite frankly, it’s not something at the top of my thoughts when I’m thinking about how much I wish I wasn’t here or that I can’t cope, but then other times, I’ve used social media to let people know that I can’t cope. It’s been a cry for support and an easier way to say to people “Hey! I’m really struggling!” rather than picking up the phone and telling them. Other times, I’ve felt like no one cares anyway, so why bother irritating them with my sad posts?

But isn’t that part of the problem? If I’m worrying that people will see my posts and roll their eyes, then they aren’t the kind of people I should have in my life anyway. I mean, they clearly don’t care about my well-being. I’m not saying they should shower each post in love and overwhelming support, but they shouldn’t be irritated by the fact that I’m literally crumbling and close to having a breakdown. That’s not compassionate.

For some, social media is their only form of contact with the outside world. When you live with a chronic illness, such as thyroid disease, chronic fatigue syndrome, fibromyalgia, etc. you may not be able to work and leave the house very much, if at all. Think about all the interactions a healthier person has on a daily basis; the people at the bus stop, work colleagues, customers or clients, the shop assistant when you pick up milk on the way home, if you pass a friend or neighbor in the street… Someone with a chronic illness can go days or weeks without outside contact from anyone else. And that can be incredibly lonely, of course. Sharing the trivial things they may therefore share on Facebook substitutes the conversations about trivial things they may have with a neighbor, work colleague or shop assistant. Maybe they need to vent online, as they would vent to friend. It’s healthy to get these things out, after all. For many, social media is a lifeline. It’s support. It replaces what their mental or physical health condition has taken away from them.

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More articles that I plan to read!

But how many times have you, as someone with a health condition, started to write something, only to delete it before you post? Or have you deleted a post after you hit enter, with your heart racing as you think to yourself, “I hope no one saw that. Why did I post it?!” Perhaps you just needed to vent it out and put it on to a page, before deleting it and feeling a sense of relief. I’ve done it several times. I do it every week, even.

For those sharing their successes, such as myself, even these posts can annoy and irritate. Just take a second to think about that — sharing when I’m at my lowest, fed up or in need of help, irritates people. Yet when I post about making some recovery, progress or a little bit of happiness where my health is concerned, this also seems to annoy some people. I believe maybe these people are just unable to interpret these posts in the socially accepted way. It’s possible. But there are some people you just can’t please no matter what and you shouldn’t try to. They’re just nasty. The type of person who thinks that whatever you post is inappropriate, perhaps over the top and oversharing, is also the sort who rarely posts to social media at all, I’ve found, or only posts non-personal things. Such as YouTube videos, political articles or dog memes. Let’s not get too fixated on what someone who doesn’t even use social media to keep in touch with and update friends and family, thinks about how you use it to do so. It’s the main purpose of social media! 

(I almost didn’t BOLD all that. I hope I’m not offending anyone! I do agree that social media is a wonderful way to keep in touch with and update friends and family)

And selfies. Where do I even start with those? Many think selfies are a product of the self-obsessed culture these days, when, in reality, what do selfies mean? Why do people post them? People post photos of themselves perhaps because they feel it’s a good photo of them. They feel confident and comfortable enough about how they look, to share that with others. Perhaps they took a bit more time to get ready this morning and are proud of what they achieved by doing so. Perhaps they tried something new with their hair or makeup. Perhaps they treated themselves to a new top. So why are people moaning about this, complaining that someone is vain or self obsessed for sharing a photo they like of themselves, instead of thinking “Hey, __ feels good about themselves today. That’s great.” (For myself… I have low self-esteem and a good selfie boosts my confidence about myself.)  I can’t believe I just shared that with the “world”!

Why are we not happy that they’re happy, or even happy about this one aspect of their day?

For a spoonie who perhaps doesn’t often have the energy to put a brush through their hair, struggles with their weight or often doesn’t see the point in makeup, being able to share a photo where they’ve perhaps accomplished or embraced one or more of those things should be celebrated. If they’ve shared a photo lying in bed and feeling like they look like rubbish, but they’ve decided to share that, they’ve shared an intimate part of their life with you.

At times, I’ve told myself I’m not to post anything about my health, mental or physical, on my personal social media pages. “Keep it all to the blog” I tell myself.  The people who care will follow my blog. The truth is, I shouldn’t just be reaching the people who care. I should especially be reaching the ones who don’t, and convince them why they should care. I should be raising awareness of thyroid disease and everything that comes with it. But what if people find me annoying for it? What if they think I’m self-righteous, vain or over the top? Honestly, people don’t have to read what I post. They can scroll on by. They don’t need to moan about me to someone else, they don’t have to be so dismissive and mean. They can choose to educate themselves and show a little compassion. Instead, they think to themselves, “Here Rachel goes again,” before scrolling on without much of a thought and then comments on some other post about the Kardashian’s. Priorities.

Maybe they think if they can ignore it, maybe it’ll go away and we’ll stop burdening their life with our troubles?

Whereas others may like filling up their social media profile with photos of their baby, their dog, food, memes, football posts, music, whatever, we spoonies are entitled to use ours just as we like, too. If we never want to mention our struggles, that’s fine. If we want to talk about them sometimes or leave subtle hints online, that’s fine. If we want to talk about it often and share articles and try to educate others, then that’s just fine, too. Why? Because we’re entitled to do so, but people aren’t welcome to make us feel like crap about it.

People are quick to jump to assumptions and judge, but they aren’t quick enough to ask if we need help or how we’re doing.

They’re feeding in to this stigma that it isn’t OK to talk openly about mental and physical health and that we really ought to keep it to ourselves, battle on and feel ashamed about it. But we have nothing to feel ashamed about and we all cope with things differently. If you think dog memes filling up your news feed is better than people raising awareness and looking for support with their struggles, then I think you seriously need to reevaluate your beliefs. Closing your eyes and covering up circumstances of mental health issues and people struggling with physical health conditions doesn’t eradicate them. It just makes it worse.

It’s really not hard to be a more compassionate person. Negativity and nastiness feeds more negativity and nastiness, and what good has that ever done to the world?

There will always be people who judge you and fail to understand what you’re going through. It is up to you to decide how much their opinion matters to you and if they deserve to remain a part of your life.

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If you took the time to read all of this…. THANK YOU!!!!!!

Trying to Figure It All Out

It’s Sunday and I normally used to go church every Sunday. Here lately… I have no interest. It’s not that I no longer believe in God or that I don’t want to worship him, it’s just…… well… I’m not even sure what it is!

There is no one to blame but myself. I’ve disconnected myself and I’m not sure why.

I’m am literally sitting here trying to figure it out and I can’t. I just don’t want to go.

Maybe it’s because I’ve gained so much weight and I feel so self-conscience. Or… maybe it’s this disease. Somewhere, I read that one of the symptoms is that it causes you to not enjoy things that you used to. (I’ve looked for an article about it, but can’t locate one at this moment.)

Anyway….. It’s almost time for me to start getting ready to go and I just don’t want to.


Journal Entry: Wednesday – January 14, 2015

Monday was a good day at work. I worked out and did Zumba. I can tell that I am so out of shape. I weighed and measured for the first time in forever. It was NOT good! I weighed more than I ever have in my history of working at Curves! My inches were up, too! My blood pressure was high, as well. I have a feeling that it has to do with my thyroid. 

Yesterday, I felt extremely bloated and uncomfortable. I didn’t work out at all. All I wanted to do was go home. I went to Barnes & Noble (book store) after work to look for books on hypothyroid. I ended up buying two. (I LOVE BOOKS!) 

I came home and immediately started reading one of them. But, I started getting sleepy — which is one of the symptoms of hypothyroidism. As soon as I started falling asleep… my stupid leg started jerking!! UGH!! Soooo….. I had to take my leg medicine, which made me even more sleepy! I was a sleepy “zombie” for the rest of the day and evening. I went to bed at 8:00 and slept until 5:00 this morning! I slept really well. I hope that I am caught up enough that I won’t be so tired today. 

I “think” I am starting to feel the effects of this anti-depressant medication that my doctor put me on. I feel “weird”, like I have no emotion. But… it “could” be the depression. I have no idea. At least I’m not bawling my eyes out like I was! 

Today, I go see Katie (my hairdresser) to get my hair done. I want to go see my mom, too. I want to ask her about her history with her thyroid. She had hers removed years ago, but I don’t remember why. 


Alright… I guess I’ll go take a shower and try to get myself motivated to go to church.

I apologize for no pictures with this post. I would like to find a picture of my church and share it with you.

Oh… and I left out “links” in this post, as well. Oops!! I got in a hurry!!