clevermanka: default (Default)
clevermanka ([personal profile] clevermanka) wrote2013-08-12 09:23 am

Zoom

I am so bored of posting about my health. Bored, bored, bored!



But...tracking is important. *sigh*

Friday's appointment with Dr. Khosh was disappointing. My thyroid numbers are steady (albeit super low), but my antibody count is worse (higher by nearly 50 points after four months of steadily dropping about 20 points per month). And of course the FDA has imposed new restrictions on some of the supplements Dr. Khosh supplies and the thyroid enzymes I've been taking since March (with some small success) are no longer available. So now I'm taking these drops twice a day which taste horrible and are a pain in the ass. Oh, and it's a homeopathic solution, which I think is 100% complete and utter crap. So I don't have high hopes for this treatment. Unfortunately, due to the new restrictions that's the only thyroid "treatment" he had at the moment until the new stuff arrives, so...Blah. At least it wasn't horribly expensive, and I went a month with no thyroid medication before. Taking it for a month won't kill me, anyway.

He didn't think a rotational diet would help my swelling issues. Apparently that technique is most effective with people who are eating diets that include grains and legumes. He said with my current diet the best I could try is switching out types of meats--eating only chicken one day, only beef the next, then pork, etc.--and that rotating vegetables wouldn't do much of anything since I wasn't eating the possibly-conflicting foods with them. The idea of eating one type of meat at every meal every three or four days seems a little ridiculous and wildly unappealing, so that possibility's been nixed, too. He made me another tincture to try. The last one I took between meals as a diuretic to attempt to flush my lymph system. Didn't do anything as far as I could tell. This time I have a tincture to take with meals that acts as a digestive. Of course I forgot to bring it with me to work today, but I didn't notice any difference taking it this weekend. He says if that doesn't help with the swelling problems he's going to start treating me as a leaky gut patient even though I don't actually have Leaky Gut Syndrome.

I feel like I'm not even two-steps-forward-one-step-backing at this point. I'm just sort of ineffectually hopping in place. At least my energy levels are better than they were last year.

So now let's go to something more upbeat, if not much more interesting: Sunday's session with Andrew. Holy crap HARD. My glutes are crazy sore today like whoa (as are my delts, lats, and rhomboids, but it's my glutes that are killing me). I don't remember how many weighted squats, dumbbell cleans, and weighted overhead lunges I did. I'll have to figure it all up when I do the workout again tomorrow, but for now I'll just say it was a lot. Some days I get home from a training session feeling like "wow that wasn't too bad." Yesterday was not one of those days. I was pretty wiped out for the rest of Sunday, and I ain't feeling exactly chipper this morning.

Small progress, though! I was able to grab the rope, pull my knees up to ninety degrees, and hold it for ten seconds. That's twice as long as I could do it the first time. I might be able to climb that rope (using my feet to help boost me up) by the end of the year. That's pretty exciting.

A thunderstorm woke me early, so I got up for yoga despite being a little tired. I skipped yoga all last week because cramps, and hoo boy could I tell. Sooo stiff. My right side (still a bit wonky from that fall way back in...April?) was still painfully tight in Triangle Pose. Ouch. I'm not sure if I need to see a professional to ask about how to loosen that up again. It's just taking so long to stop being painful. I'm fine with having to work to redevelop my range of motion, but the actual pain is worrisome.

GOD. Okay, so enough of that. Jesus, if I'm this bored of my health issues, I can't understand why anyone's still reading this journal. I mean...Christ. So, fun stuff now!

Saturday morning I drove to a little stop-sign burg called Winchester (awww yeah) to pick up my portion of the 4H hog I bought with [profile] renniemom. The drive out was pleasant and I followed a big dually most of the way there. On the way home though, there was nobody in front of me, I had an understanding of the road, and I fucking tore through that countryside with the radio on super loud. The highway was narrow and not terribly smooth, so the whole time the steering wheel was wiggling slightly and there were a few twists and turns, but mostly lots of small hills that were just steep enough that I couldn't always see over until I crested and at one point on a straightaway I looked down and I was going a hair over eighty miles an hour in a fifty-five zone and FUCK YES that was a good time coming home.

It's been a long time since I was able to open it up without worrying about speed traps or douchebag drivers.