Thursday, May 23, 2013

When Being a Sharing Mom Isn't Good

I like to share. I like to give. But there are times when sharing and giving are just not a good thing. Such as medical problems.

I've had a pretty darn good week. Been happy with life in general and all is going well. Tuesday night I get a phone call that kind of shocked me but I was sort of expecting at the same time. The doctor's office had Rachel's blood test results. The nurse said, "Rachel has definite markers for insulin resistance and the doctor wants to meet soon to discuss the rest of the results. Can you come in tomorrow?" Ugh.

My initial response was a wave of guilt. I gave this to her. It's my fault she has it. How bad is it? Is it as bad as mine? Is she borderline?

Meanwhile, I'm trying to cook a quick and cheap dinner of burgers for the family but my mind is only on Rachel. I'm trying to keep myself together but the weight of the guilt is so heavy that I feel I might break down at any moment. Keep it together, Kelly!

I put the buns under the broiler to toast and set the timer but when I take them out one of the buns is on fire! I burned them! Well, that was the straw that broke this proverbial camel's back. I was cutting up a honeydew melon and trying my best to fight back tears but they started coming anyway. I didn't want this for Rachel! I didn't want her to have to fight weight all her life and have PCOS and tummy fat and all the other "fun" stuff. She's only 17 soon to be 18.

Chuck sees that a few tears have started coming and tells me to go to the bedroom. He's the psychologist of the family. So he wants me to talk and get it all out. I tell him about my horrible guilt. He tells me it's not my fault at all. I did not will this upon Rachel. And it's better to find out early than later in life. This way she doesn't have to go through some of the frustrations I have. Then I said, "And I burned the buns!!" and started crying pretty hard. Like the buns were the tipping point. Hahaha! He laughed and said it's going to be ok. Gave me a washcloth for my tears and said get cleaned up and then come back to the kitchen.

When I got myself back together and went to the kitchen to finish up, I find him scraping the burnt places off all the buns. He made them right again. Very nice gesture.

Sitting at the table, Rachel finds one of my hairs on her plate. I'm horrified, of course, and apologize. One of the initial side effects of taking the thyroid pills is hair loss and I have been losing a lot of hair every day. I'm rather self conscious about it. Charlie then makes a comment that I'm going bald as a joke. And once again, the tears start. Fortunately I was just finishing my dinner and once again Chuck sends me to the bedroom to have a talk.

I tell him I'm still feeling guilty and I'm worried about Rachel going through all of this stuff. It makes me feel terrible! And I'm a little sensitive about my hair coming out. I'm sure it'll grow back and it is only temporary but still....I don't want my daughter going through any of this! After a talk, I'm feeling much better. Chuck tells the kids why I'm upset. I've finally recovered from the initial shock. Rachel is taking it waaaaay better than I am! But still some guilt remains for me. I know it wasn't on purpose but it's still from me. Not a fun gift to get from mom.
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Wednesday Rachel and I head off to the doctor. He gave us a lot of good news first. Cholesterol is great. A1C was fantastic! He said he could tell that she had been watching her carbs. Yay! She's not anemic at all.

Then the not-so-good news. Her fasting insulin was 23. He said normally he sees 5 or 8. Diabetics are around 20. But she is anti-diabetic. She's the opposite of a diabetic but that doctors now know her condition puts her at high risk for diabetes later in life. Many in my family have had diabetes so it's no big surprise.

Fasting glucose was 90. During the glucose tolerance test she had a huge spike in insulin and then it started dropping very quickly. She has PCOS. Elevated testosterone.

He was surprised she was able to drop her weight from 175 to 140. But she still has a little belly and he said it was because of the insulin resistance. And the acne was because of the PCOS and hormone imbalances.

The good news is that we caught it early. She is going to start some birth control to level out her hormones. One of the pills has to be made at a compound pharmacy. And she will start taking Glumetza (metformin) to help with the insulin issues. She was also advised to read The Insulin Resistance Diet book and do some form of exercise for 15 minutes every single morning before eating. Walking, biking, whatever. She was told never to eat carbs alone. Always have a source of protein with them. Keep carbs low. Eat 6 small meals per day to keep blood sugar stabilized.

She was a bit overwhelmed. But she handled it very well. I took notes for her so we wouldn't forget anything. She's not a fan of taking pills and I understand that. I'm not either! But she is looking forward to feeling better and getting her energy back and losing her belly and acne. A girl 5'8" who weighs 135-140 pounds shouldn't have the belly she does. She knows that. So she's excited about getting things under control but didn't want to have the issue.

This isn't what I wanted for her. I didn't want her having to take pills and going through all the side effects. At least she doesn't need the thyroid meds even though her thyroid was a little low. She also had an elevated liver enzyme that he was slightly concerned about so we will retest next month.

All is going to be ok. She will get the PCOS under control so she won't have problems getting pregnant later. Hormones will get straightened out so she isn't feeling low. She'll lose her belly and her acne will go away. And she'll be more interested in watching her carbs. Her boyfriend is being supportive and said he wants to learn to eat lower carb as well.

The meds will take about 3-6 months before we start to notice a difference. That goes for both of us. The doctor's wife has the same thing and had to take meds and she's down to a size 6 now so I do have hope.

I do realize that popping pills isn't what we'd necessarily want. At this point I'm willing to give it a try. If it works, then I'll be one very happy Texan. Rachel is handling it like a champ so far. I'm proud of her. I had told her in the past that she might have this. She's more worried about taking metformin than anything else. She doesn't want the side effects but Glumetza side effects have been way better than just the regular metformin. Way better!

And me? I'm getting over the guilt now. It's time to look forward and realize it was very good to catch this early. Life is still going great for me. I have people I love in my life who love me back and I'm on the right track. Rachel is getting to take care of her condition early in life so it doesn't become a problem later. So I'm pretty darn happy. :)

Tuesday, May 21, 2013

The Craziest Day Ever: Prom 2013

Ever have one of those days where so many weird things happen that you think maybe it would be better to just stay home because something terrible might happen? One thing after another! And after a while it becomes comical. That was Thursday for me. Grab a cup of coffee, tea, water or vodka and have a seat.

It had already been a busy week of getting Rachel ready for her senior prom. Lots of shopping and emails and stuff like that. I was making appointments for makeup and hair. Our hair stylist had jury duty so I sent her a text and said I needed her badly on Thursday morning so she got me in at 9am.

I have a schedule in my mind for Thursday. Everything is meticulously planned. Nothing could go wrong....you would think.

The big day arrives and we leave the house around 8:20am to get her hair put up. I get a text on the way that my friend is running 15 minutes late to the salon. No problem. I'll stop at Sonic and get some breakfast for Rachel and I. As soon as I place my order I get a text saying that my friend made it on time after all and is waiting for us. Doh!

So we get our food and I "try" to start the car. Nothing! I panic. WTH?! Why today? No, no, no, no, no. This isn't happening. Fortunately for me, Chuck had a meeting cancelled so he worked from home that day otherwise he wouldn't have answered my text and I would have had to go to Plan B. Crying. Ha, I'm joking sort of. But it would have been difficult.

Chuck comes with his tool kit, I take the other car, drop Rachel off at the salon, go back to Sonic (there's something classy about working on your car at Sonic while they all watch inside and the people eating get dinner and a show), I stay with the car and Chuck goes to the auto store and gets a battery, come back and changes the battery and everything is good as new. Whew!

Rush back to get Rachel from the salon and off to pick up her date's boutonniere. It's ready and looks great! Then to pick up Chuck's prescription at the pharmacy. I go through the drive thru, put my money in the tray and just then a gust of wind comes and blows it away. $10! So I open my door just enough to squeeze out and chase after the money in the parking lot. Done! Mission accomplished.

I also need to mention that on this particular day people are driving crazy and there are several near misses. What is wrong with everyone this day?! Rachel and I are joking how it's an omen and we should stay home.

Get home and feed everyone. I don't eat because sometimes the meds still make me a little nauseous. Get Charlie together and his bag and head over to my mother-in-law's so he can spend the night and go to his piano lesson later that day. I'm on a tight schedule and everything needs to go as planned!

On the way we see a little dog running around at an intersection lost. He's going to get killed. I tell Rachel to open the door and the dog jumps in and is so happy to be rescued. What a cutie! But this is not on the itinerary! The dog lays his head on Rachel's lap and is so excited and grateful. Drop Charlie off at in-laws' then head back to the intersection where I found the dog. He has a collar but no tags. I can't keep him! I don't want any more animals.

Rachel thinks she saw him come from a certain direction towards the intersection earlier so we drive that way looking for a house where we can leave him. At least so he won't get hit and maybe he'll recognize his home. That's the idea anyway. I stop, Rachel opens her door and the dog jumps out. We leave and I look in my rearview mirror: he's running after us doing his best to try to catch up with us. Rachel and I both are feeling terrible! It's just so sad. About that time Rachel yells, "You just ran over a snake!" Oh, no! I saw something in the road but I thought it was a piece of tire tread so I straddled it. I didn't hit it.

I turn the car around and head back to the snake to help it get off the road. Unfortunately, it had already been injured earlier. Ugh, I felt terrible! Seriously?! The dog and now a snake? And a car battery? In one day? And chasing money around and avoiding accidents all morning?

Since I'm heading the direction from which I came, I'm going to see the dog again. He had found a house where someone was sitting on the front porch and was approaching so I'm hoping it was either his home or someone helped the little guy. I felt so guilty.  Then Charlie calls and wants to know if I kept him and is quite disappointed that I didn't. He was not happy with how I handled everything but what can I do?!

On to Rachel's makeup appointment. I'm pulling in the parking lot and get a text that the music studio is closed so Charlie can't get in to his piano lesson. Shortly afterwards I get a call from the music studio saying they had him marked as absent for this week. No, no, no, no!!! I had called earlier in the week to apologize for missing last week's lesson because I was adjusting to the meds and I was sleepy and slept through his lesson and totally forgot about it. I had a mental fog. We cleared up the misunderstanding but he still wasn't getting a lesson so I had to send my mother-in-law back to her house with Charlie.

The makeup stylist was running about 30 minutes behind. Not good. And I get a text from Rachel's boyfriend saying he would be at our house in 30 minutes. Not good. She wasn't even dressed yet. We're still sitting at the spa! He said it was no trouble and he didn't mind waiting. But they had dinner reservations.

Rush home. Rachel gets dressed quickly and gets her jewelry and shoes on. Her boyfriend shows up so Chuck takes them to the front to take pictures.
 She looked so pretty. I should also mention I ordered her dress a month in advance to have it custom fitted and we got it the week before prom. There was a bit of panic going on in the house.
 While they're taking pictures, I jump in the shower to get ready because Chuck and I will be chaperones. Tick tock, tick tock. Time is running out.

The kids go to a park where they were supposed to meet some friends for pictures but it was decided to change the location so they drove to the new location about 30 minutes away. Got some group pictures with friends done.
 My crazy friend Jane doing a photo bomb. She's hilarious.
 The kids go out to dinner while Chuck and I arrive at the prom location. It's set up beautifully! You can see in the back the DJ table. We were arriving early to help our friend Kyle set up as DJ. The area that's lit to the right is where a buffet is set up for the kids. There was even a lemonade fountain. And even though some of the moms asked if I was going to spike it, I told them I had promised Rachel I would be on my best behavior and would not even dance. But I lie a lot. ;)
 The tables were set so beautifully!
 The grounds had peacocks roaming and this water wall at the entrance. I want one of those! Very pretty.
 Kyle is testing his equipment and everything is going great! Then right before it's time for the kids to arrive, his mixer acts up and his computer bogs down. It's not working! And they'll be there any minute. I turn on the hotspot for my phone so he can get internet service to try to search for a solution to his problem. But cell service is sparse inside this place.

Chuck and I are going back and forth outside to use our cell phones to try to look up a solution. Some of the moms think that I'm going out to the car for a nip on some alcohol. Hahahaha! Noooo. Just trying to get cell service.

Kyle is in a panic. He finally has to resort to plan B once the kids start arriving and runs his system off itunes. It worked but he wasn't happy about the whole thing. I gave him a hug and told him to chill. Known this guy for over 25 years.
 The kids get there, dance for a while, and pause for a group picture.
 Everybody had such a good time!
 There was the Chacha slide, Cupid Shuffle, line dances, Thriller, Harlem Shake and more.
And I may have been talked in to doing the Wobble in a corner with some moms. And they may have ganged up on me to do the ChaCha Slide and Cupid Shuffle. But I did it under protest! Fortunately, Rachel thinks it's funny. And there may be pictures of all of this floating around but fortunately I haven't seen them nor do I want to see them!

At midnight the dance was over and a big group of people wanted to all go out to IHOP for breakfast. Sooo.....after helping Kyle tear down the DJ set up and load, we headed to IHOP with everyone.

By that time I'm really tired and not hungry. But I get a little something. We're all deliriously tired by the time the food comes. And everything becomes funny. Ever been like that? So lots of laughing.

Finally it's time to go home!! We get home at 2:40am and I'm so tired I have trouble falling asleep. Somehow I manage.

It was a crazy day that ended on a good note. Everyone had a blast at prom, Kyle was asked to DJ next year because the kids liked him, and everything worked out.
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Little update on meds.....
I'm now taking a Glumetza in the morning and night and doing well! This Saturday night I'll be adding an extra one at night per the doctor's instructions and see how it goes Sunday.

I'm down 3 pounds. It's not much but clothes are fitting a little differently so maybe there are some inches lost too. We'll see. I'm not stressing about it. :)

Hope you are having a great week so far and everything is running smoothly!

Wednesday, May 15, 2013

1 Week Meds Update

It's been a little over a week since I started taking Glumetza in the evening and my two thyroid meds in the morning. So far, so good!

I'm feeling like myself again except for stomach being not very happy in the mornings. I'm getting some energy back. Yay! So hopefully the bad initial side effects are about to pass.

I have not been very hungry at all. Usually by the evenings I'm starting to get my appetite back.

Yesterday I got a call from the doctor's office. My lab work results had come in. Things look ok overall but the doctor wants me to work up to take four Glumetza pills per day! Four! I was happy to have adjusted to one. It's a little disheartening.

I'll start adding in a pill with breakfast soon. I'll wait to adjust to that before adding another pill with dinner. Then, finally, two pills with breakfast.

I really, really don't like taking pills or any medication for that matter. But I did promise the doctor that I would try it his way for six months. I'd give it my best shot and give it a fair try. I've been fighting him on this since 2010 I think? Last visit he gave me a pretty serious talk so I figured I'd give it a shot instead of fighting him every step of the way.
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Other things going on: last night I went to the Houston Museum of Natural science to see Dr. Patrick Hunt give a lecture about Otzi the Ice Man, a 5300 year old naturally preserved mummy. Was very interesting. Tonight he'll be giving a more in depth lecture at the Health Museum and I highly recommend it if you can go.
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Rachel's final prom is this week so I've been busy getting ready for that: buying accessories, making hair and makeup appointments and fun stuff like that. That's tomorrow and since our good friend is the DJ, Chuck and I will be chaperoning the dance. Should be interesting. I'm going to prom! Hahaha!
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There's a lot coming up. Chuck has a state shooting match coming up, Rachel will be graduating in two weeks, I have a birthday coming up. I'm still 21. ;)

And tonight I'll be inn Conroe while Chuck shoots a qualifier to see where he ranks. Or something like that. I'm not exactly sure how it all works.

Busy, busy, busy time of the year.

I guess I'll check my weight on June 1 to see what's going on with that. The scale needs batteries and I've been in no rush to replace them. But all I have to do is look in the mirror to see I still have a long way to go to be at my happy weight. That's ok. I'm on track.

Wishing each and every one of you an awesome Wednesday! Wish me luck as I add an extra Glumetza to my routine this weekend. Hoping it won't be too terrible and I adjust quickly. I'm giving all of this until October (six months) to see some results. I promised the doctor I'd try and I will.



Friday, May 10, 2013

Vicksburg Trip Part 1

Yes, I said part 1. As in there's going to be more so brace yourselves. And yes, I'm making you sit through my vacation photos. Humor me and pretend you're interested and no one gets hurt. Otherwise, I may get psycho on you. Read previous post to understand why. :)

Seriously, I'm doing soooo much better! Feeling better. I think I may be able to tolerate this form of metformin. I have great hopes that this will help out. Time will tell.

Ok, vacation. Last Thursday we left on a little weekend trip to Vicksburg, MS. When Rachel was about a year and a half, we lived there for a year so I wanted her to get to see some of the places she used to visit and also see the historical sights.

First a trip to my mom's house to drop off a dog and a lizard. Because I have a small zoo. Then back on the road! She lives about an hour and a half from my house.

Charlie was excited to cross the Louisiana state line but when we did he was a little disappointed. He said it looked a lot like Texas. I'm not exactly sure what he thought it would look like.

Stop for some Cajun lunch at Hollier's Cajun Kitchen in Sulphur. That's some good eating there! We started with fried alligator.
 And a crawfish pistolette. Ohhhh, I haven't had these in so long. It's a roll stuffed with cheesy goodness then fried. Really. Hang on just a second: let's be totally honest here. This was not a low cal trip.
 Half of this monster shrimp po boy. No way we came close to finishing all this. Charlie ordered chicken fried steak. Really? We live in Texas! Get something Cajun. Oh well.
 Over the years I have developed an allergy to shrimp and lobster. Which is sad because I love them both! I am happy to announce that the past two times I've had shrimp I have not had an allergic reaction! YES!! Happy about that.

After a lunch like that we were all feeling a but lethargic. Plus the weather was drizzly. Passed over the long bridge of the Atchafalaya Basin. Nice and swampy. So many places to canoe out there. I would love to explore it.
 We make it to St Francisville, Louisiana and stop by The Myrtles plantation. This place has been featured in countless magazines and television programs and is supposed to be one of the most haunted places in the world. It's beautiful to me. Wouldn't you love to stay here?! You can! Go to the web site and check it out. I really, really want to do that.
 The grounds are incredible. There's a pond and gazebo. The little white building to the right is the carriage house restaurant.
 Ah, yes. I can see myself sitting on this porch. Sir, please bring me another mint julep.
 I did a little check-in on Facebook and a friend commented that she and her sister-in-law stayed upstairs in the main house. She didn't believe in ghosts in stuff but her sil brought an audio recording. They were taunting the two child ghosts that are supposed to live there and on the audio recording they heard kids talking about how they hide in the attic. It freaked her out so bad that she will never go back. I'm a skeptic about most things but I'd love to go and see. Wouldn't you?!

We took the scenic route starting in Natchez, MS and travelled up Natchez Trace which is a very old pathway that prehistoric animals used to travel and later Indians and later pioneers. It winds all the way from Natches to Tennessee. 444 miles and covering 10000 years of North American history.

Even though it was raining and a cold front was blowing through, we stopped at the US's second largest Native American temple mound called Emerald Mound.
 Charlie was the first to the top, of course.
 Ok, it's higher than it looks. Yeah, we got pretty damp walking around out there but it was very cool. There's Dash waiting to go.
 Back on Natches Trace we go. Cold and drizzly but such a pretty drive.
 We finally make it to the hotel in Vicksburg. Everyone gets a shower because we're all cold and wet. By that time we're tired and no one really wants to go out so I find a place that'll bring pizza to us. Mmm....pizza and some tequila after a long drive. Then it's time to pass out in a very small bed. I sure did miss my king bed. :)

The next morning is a trip to Waffle House and to the Mississippi visitor center. It's going to be a cold, windy, wet day so I adjust my itinerary accordingly. There was no way we could go to the petrified forest on this trip. There was too much to see and the weather was not cooperating. The Mighty Mississippi River and the two bridges. We used to drive across the old bridge on the right but it's closed now.

Gave the kids some choices of things to do and Rachel begged to go see some more Indian mounds in Louisiana. So off we go to Poverty Point. It's named after a plantation. Apparently the owner had fallen on some hard times.
 
 
Poverty Point Mounds are very, very old. We're talking over 3,000 years. They've uncovered many figurines. It looks like they had the same fertility goddess shapes that you see in other ancient cultures. It's fascinating how people all over the world can live in different places but have the same shaped goddess figures. Perhaps they carried the ideas with them when they migrated across the Bering Strait land bridge Beringia. You know, in ancient cultures I have the body of a goddess! :)

 There were several objects found. They even had some hardened clay pieces that still had the finger and palm prints from the people who made them all those years ago. I got a souvenir replica figurine for my little collection.
 For years, the land had been used as fields so many of the circles were plowed until flight was invented and people could finally see that there was a pattern and even a giant bird shaped mound.  The kids are on the top of the bird mound below.
 I know it doesn't look very high but those steps take a toll on the legs. Wow! We got a nice workout. This is looking from the top.
 Time to head back to Vicksburg. This time to the Old Courthouse Museum. It was built in 1858 and has housed such guests as Jefferson Davis, Teddy Roosevelt, Ulysses Grant, Booker T Washington, and William McKinley. This building has seen so much. It survived the bombings during the Civil War and a tornado and floods.
 This sash was worn by Washington and Jefferson Davis at their inaugurations.
 I found it funny that when Vicksburg held a reunion for the soldiers of the Civil War, the old men got in a fight that evening with their canes! I guess some old wounds don't heal too easily.
 Charlie checking out some bullets found on the battlefield. I've found a couple out there before too. Mini balls. And a piece of bone after a rain!
 Ever heard the term biting the bullet? Well, here is a bullet with teeth marks in it. Surgery was a lot different then. Ouch!
 Seriously? Ugh. The temptation. I won't tell if I refrained or not. You'll have to decide.
 So we're in this museum with some priceless artifacts and there's this one section devoted to pioneers and we see a big, fat cat lying in one of the museum pieces! It's an old cradle.
 Loved looking at the clothing. They had some old wedding dressed and these wedding shoes. Hmm....wonder if they would fit.
 And the courtroom. It's upstairs so they would open the windows to let a breeze flow through because southern summers are very hot! And being upstairs is even hotter.
 An original teddy bear that Teddy Roosevelt gave to a child in Vicksburg. It was about an hour north of Vicksburg that Teddy was on a bear hunt and his hunting party came up to a bear that was tied. Teddy refused to shoot it and the whole teddy bear craze started. His gun used on the hunting trip is also on display at the museum.
 Rachel in front of the well house on the courthouse grounds. She's almost 18 now.
 But when she was almost 2, my mom and I took her here and they had reenactors. This picture was taken almost at the same spot.
 They grow up so fast.
After a full day of history, it was time to get cleaned up, grab some dinner, and head back to the hotel. Day 2 had ended.



I'm curious, do you believe in ghosts? Have you had any "experiences?"

Me? I had some very odd things happen at our previous house. Very strange! But I'm still a skeptic at this point.
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Wish me luck. Friday morning Rachel and I are both getting blood work done. She's taking a fasting glucose tolerance test and I'm just getting the usual done. I guess you don't really need luck for that. Anyway...that's happening. :)

Happy Friday to you!

Wednesday, May 8, 2013

Run for the Hills!


Today is day two of starting up my insulin resistance and thyroid meds. I thought I'd document this in case any one else goes through something similar.

A few years ago my doctor put me on Metformin. I did not do well and it ended with me hooked up to all kinds of machines at the cardiologist's office. So my doctor decided to start me out slower by crushing up the metformin and having me take small crumbs and progressing to larger crumbs until my body was accustomed to it. The goal being to have me taking whole pills eventually.  That didn't work out either.

So I've tried to battle insulin resistance and low thyroid on my own with diet and exercise. But now my doctor seems even more insistent on getting me on these darn pills. He gave me a good long talk at our last visit and I have promised to give it my all. I will do my best.

Monday night I took my first Glumetza which is a type of metformin as I understand it. The side effects are supposed to be much less than Glucophage (metformin) and I only have to take one pill per day. Sounds good, right?

Monday night I woke up with nausea and did not sleep very well. By Tuesday morning I was feeling pretty off. I do not have the normal side effects associated with metformin. Nope. Instead I feel like I'm in a mental fog, I'm tired, upset stomach, moody, lonely, crying for no reason and pretty much an all around psycho chick. I can not begin to tell you how much I hate that feeling.

My mom reacts poorly to just about all medication. When she tried metformin she did just fine. Not any side effects at all. And she dropped weight very easily. Me? I'm scaring all of the people I love around me. There at least better be some weight loss with this! Honestly, I am not myself. And it bugs me that I can't just control it.

By Tuesday night I was pretty much a wreck. I didn't want to eat but I had a little something and took my second Glumetza pill. I had cried for no reason that day, went full psycho, and wasn't a pleasant person. I didn't even want to be around me! How can I explain to people that it's not me?

Tuesday night I hardly slept at all. My heart was pounding and I just couldn't sleep. I worried about feeling different. I worried about offending people. I woke up several times with nausea.

It's now Wednesday. I'm still dealing with feeling off balance. I don't like it one bit! But I will give this a few days to see if I adjust. Right now it's a pretty rough time for me. The whole thing makes me feel low.

I am sorry for such a downer of a post but I do want to document how I do with this and how I progress. I'm hoping I'll be back to my normal cheerful happy self within a few days. In the meantime, you may want to run for the hills and avoid this psycho chick. Haha

Oh, but the good news is that the thyroid pills don't cause any odd side effects for me. So that's something! Now to get this metformin under control.

Thanks for hanging in there with me. It'll get better soon. I'm sure of it. :)

Tuesday, May 7, 2013

Doctor Visit

I was way overdue for my doctor visit but I continued to put it off. I can't stand going to the gynecologist! It's not that he does anything wrong. He's a super nice guy and funny and does his best to put his patients at ease. But I feel weird paying a guy to look at me there. He never even offers to buy me a drink first.

August 2012 I received test results while I was on my way to Dallas. I had abnormal cells and they needed to retest in three months. Fast forward to April and I still hadn't gone back. I'm not sure why. Maybe I was afraid something would be wrong and if I didn't know about it then it couldn't hurt me? Who knows?!

So I went to see Dr. Wheeler last Wednesday. He looked concerned when he sat down. He said he was not happy with my weight and asked when I was going to let him treat me.

You see last time I saw him I decided to stop taking all my meds and try to control this insulin resistance, PCOS and thyroid issues with diet and exercise. Just to see if I could do it because I had such a terrible reaction to the metformin. We're talking chest pains. Bad stuff. I told him in August that if I couldn't do it my way then I would give his way a fair shot.

Well, when a doctor says you're in the top 5% of worst cases he has ever had in his practice and he is very concerned, you listen. And when he promises you that he can help with all of your problems and reverse your metabolism to what it was 20 years ago and help you lose weight, you listen.

Long story short: I'm on two thyroid meds (Levothyroxine and Liothyronine) and a new form of metformin called Glumetza that is supposed to be tolerated easier. The Glumetza is taken with my evening meal and the two thyroid meds are taken on an empty stomach early in the morning.

Last night I took my Glumetza for the first time. Since I had such a terrible time with metformin, I was concerned about what would happen with this medication. The only problems I've had so far was waking up early this morning with nausea and a headache and mental fog. I cant hardly think straight. But maybe I'm still just recovering from the weekend.

I'm hoping that this will really work like the good doctor says it will. I'm sick of gaining weight so easily. I'm sick of the issues that come along with PCOS and low thyroid. Although I'm not a fan of medicating a problem, I'm just so ready to be "normal" that I'll give it a try.

Right now I am only taking a sample of Glumetza because my insurance may/may not pay for it. Before I tackled that the doctor wanted to see how I would tolerate the meds. So far so good but it's only been one dosage. If I start developing chest pains I will cease taking it immediately and will probably be sent to the cardiologist again. We want to avoid that, yes?

I was on a mini vacation over the weekend. I wanted the kids to see some historical places so we visited a couple of Indian ceremonial mounds, Vicksburg battlefield and other place (more about that in a future post).

While standing in the cold wind near the old courthouse in Vicksburg, I see I have a voice mail. I check and it's the doctor's office with my newest test results. They ask me to call the office. Oh boy. Last time I got a call I was also on a weekend trip but the news was not good. Why didn't they just tell me on the voice mail that everything was ok? If I need to call the office then everything must NOT be ok! Oh no.

With shaking hands I dial the office. My family is already inside the courthouse museum looking around. They have no idea what's going on outside. I call the office and I get the receptionist who seems to recognize my name and puts me right through. Oh no. This really can't be good! I'm put on hold and get the nurse who tells me..........everything is normal. No more abnormal cells!! But I will need to come back every 6 months for 2 years just as a precaution.

BIG sigh of relief. When I go inside the courthouse my hands and knees were still shaking a little. I'm so glad to get that piece of good news.

So that's about it right now. I go Friday to get bloodwork done and several tests will be run. I'm taking my meds and hoping for a little miracle with those. I feel a bit like a failure for not being able to do it on my own but at this point I just want it to work!

I have a ton of pics from the vacation to share but I'll try to narrow it down to a half ton. ;)

Hope you're having a great week so far. Hopefully I'll be out of this mental fog next time I post and will have no side effects from the meds.