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clevermanka) wrote2014-09-15 10:50 am
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But my hair looks fucking awesome today
So, yep, pretty swollen today after Sunday's punching session. I'm trying to decide if it's worth it to just say Fuck It and plan to spend Mondays in stretchy clothes because man I love my conversations with the heavy bag. Adrenal fatigue is a huge concern for me, but so is being active.
Another mark in the not-so-great column: I now wake up groggy, tired, and disoriented. Used to be I was a morning person. I loved waking up early, and would do so without an alarm. I felt at my best in the morning, in fact. Now, not so much. It's been months since I woke with that "time to start the day!" feeling. I don't even get that on weekends, anymore.
mckitterick tells me this is how most people feel in the mornings, but even he's more chipper than I am in the mornings these days.
I've asked my PCP and Dr. Khosh send copies of my charts to KU Med. Now I must read through the physician bios to see with whom I'd like to set up my preliminary appointment. I feel like I'm being asked to pick the actual Grail from the assortment of chalices. Ugh.
This weekend I didn't get done half the things I wanted to do. Thanks, fatigue! My goal for this week is to complete my hoped-for weekend tasks before Friday of this week. I already have one social engagement that I am loathe to postpone (again), so that gives me three evenings to get a lot of stuff done. Not gonna be a lot of time to spend on the couch with
mckitterick. Sorry, hon. And somewhere in there I'd really like to squeeze in a yoga session? Maybe? Realistically, maybe not.
drinkingcocoa posted a link to this fantastic website. It's designed for people who want to "Organize Meals for a Friend after a Birth, Surgery or Illness." Pretty nifty.
ETA: I just sent off an email to someone where I realized it's time to admit to myself I think I'm depressed. Again. So there's that. Yay, good times.
Another mark in the not-so-great column: I now wake up groggy, tired, and disoriented. Used to be I was a morning person. I loved waking up early, and would do so without an alarm. I felt at my best in the morning, in fact. Now, not so much. It's been months since I woke with that "time to start the day!" feeling. I don't even get that on weekends, anymore.
I've asked my PCP and Dr. Khosh send copies of my charts to KU Med. Now I must read through the physician bios to see with whom I'd like to set up my preliminary appointment. I feel like I'm being asked to pick the actual Grail from the assortment of chalices. Ugh.
This weekend I didn't get done half the things I wanted to do. Thanks, fatigue! My goal for this week is to complete my hoped-for weekend tasks before Friday of this week. I already have one social engagement that I am loathe to postpone (again), so that gives me three evenings to get a lot of stuff done. Not gonna be a lot of time to spend on the couch with
ETA: I just sent off an email to someone where I realized it's time to admit to myself I think I'm depressed. Again. So there's that. Yay, good times.

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But no pressure, right? Good luck with it and I hope you find the actual Grail!
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I don't wake up feeling good or rested or refreshed either. It absolutely sucks. Solidarity! How did you get diagnosed with adrenal fatigue?
Are you looking for a new primary care doc?
((hugs))
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I'm happy with my PCP. What I'm doing now is pulling out the big guns and going to Kansas University Medical Center. If that fails, it's on to the Mayo Clinic.
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Good luck with the doc search.
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Hope the new doctor is a good fit. *hugs*
(Also, I hope that the new doctor doesn't make you feel like you chose ... poorly.)
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B vits are awesome. I ignore any blood levels of mine that say "normal" because I've read that regardless of what is circulating in the blood, it's what gets into the tissues that matters and they can't measure that. My D3 was super low last time, so I'm going to dose with it and BComplex now that the Big Bright Ball of Energy isn't so visible.
Please let there be a faboo doc at KUMC. I just found out that Jbird's new PCP specializes in auto-immune disorders, and he's NEVER had to wait overtime for an appt, so I think I've found my new doc, or at least my next consult.
I now understand why elastic waistbands become the GoTo for middle-age women. *sigh* Maybe we can design a skirt that has expandable fastenings... or wear pseudo-kilts. :)
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