So Steve finished putting my desk together for me last night. Now I just have to get all my crap onto it again. It is so much better then the last desk I had. Before I moved in with Deb & Steve, I had a nice huge metal desk that was really cool. However, there wasn’t enough room here. So they bought me a much smaller, much crappier desk. It was supposed to only be temporary since they were trying to sell their house and move to North Carolina. That never happened because the real estate market crashed. So here I was with a desk that had started falling apart on me. Deb convinced Steve to buy me a new desk. This one is really nice. It has a hutch on top and everything. So now I have places to put my crap. LOL!
I had a rough night last night. Right now my swelling seems worse then usual and I am having difficulty moving around. The majority of my labs that I had done were close to normal. However, my C-Reactive Protein is scarily elevated. It was in the 60s. The C-Reactive Protein actually measures the inflammation in the body. They use it as a determining tool for how at risk you are for a heart attack as well as just determining if you are having an inflammatory response to something. Normally 1-2 means low risk of heart attack, 2-3 normal risk, and above 3 is heart attack waiting to happen. Well, 60 is way way above 3. This scares me since my paternal grandfather had heart issues and had to stop working at a young age. Right now the doctor has me on mega doses of Vitamin D and Niacin. He also started me on a daily aspirin regimen just in case. One great thing about Dr. Abrams is he is fighting to help me out. I have been his tough case patient. At first he would send me out to the different specialists (endocrinologist, neurologist, cardiologist, and nephrologist). However, he started to realize that none of the doctors were informing each other of what they were doing. Sometimes one doctor would change something that would directly affect what one of the other doctors was trying to do. It ended up with warring medicines in my body. I just kept getting sicker instead of better. He finally decided that he was going to handle everything.
And since I have memory issues due to the Hashimoto’s, he is making sure that Deb has appointments the same day and comes into the room with me. Literally you could tell me something and 10 minutes later there is a huge chance that I won’t remember even talking to you. Its actually scary. I have notes all over my desk at work that I make throughout the day just to remember things I have to do.
Ohh and one major breakthrough with my labs was the my autoimmune response was much much lower. It was in the 300s instead of over 10,000 like it was previously. Hmmm.. I find it funny that endocrinologists say that one you have an autoimmune response, it always stays the same. That just shows them. One thing that really gets under my skin is the fact that Hashimoto’s and Grave’s disease are the only 2 autoimmune diseases that I know of that they do NOT try to stop the attack on the body. Most endocrinologists just give you Synthroid and send you on your merry way. Well, that doesn’t really work. Otherwise, you would not be able to find as many Hashimoto patients on the web complaining about feeling like shit still. And according to them, my numbers should never have changed.
I received the book last night that I had won from Fresh Fiction. If you haven’t gone to their site, I highly suggest it. I have won several books over the years from them. Each month they have a ton of books that you could win. I enter all the contests. I figure that if I win a book that I normally wouldn’t read it will give me a chance to expand my horizons and I probably know at least one person who would read it. This time I won a book called Someone Will Be Right With You by Lisa Kogan.
|Someone Will Be with You Shortly: Notes from a Perfectly Imperfect Life (9780061735028): Lisa Kogan: Books
Well, I need to finish getting ready for work.